The daily life of a poor husband [Interstellar]

Xie Yang was speechless for this dumb answer, and numbly took the milk and drank it down in one gulp.

Simon lightly brushed the white corner of Xie Yang's mouth with his fingertips, and squeezed his face, "Why do you still look like a child?"

He took the empty glass and put it on the side table, and led the person to the bed.

The bed has been tidied, and the clean and soft quilt is spread out evenly. The warm red sunset that has not yet set in the mountain shines into the room through the gaps in the curtains, stretching out a long golden thread on the floor, meandering to the bed, together with the The people beside the bed also entered the painting together, and the whole picture looked incredibly warm.

Simon lifted a corner of the quilt and signaled Xie Yang to come over.

Xie Yang glanced at him, then turned his head to look at the sunset outside the window, he couldn't keep up with Simon's brain circuit, how could he go to bed so early.Thinking that this person came all the way back from the frontier star, he must not have had a good rest on the spaceship these two days, and he was a little soft-hearted. He went to the window and closed the curtains that hadn't been fully drawn, blocking that piece of orange, and cutting off the extension. Gold thread into the room.

Turning around and seeing Simon still standing by the window, he nodded knowingly, "You should have a good rest."

As he said that, he went back and took the empty cup and walked out.

Simon looked at his obtuse and unwanted baby with a strange expression on his face. Seeing that he walked out of the room so quickly, he hurriedly dragged him back, and said helplessly, "Brother, the bed is already made, where are you going? "

"?" Xie Yang who was dragged back was confused and puzzled, "Didn't you sleep?"

What responded to him was a brain collapse that Simon flicked on his forehead. The strength was not strong, but Xie Yang was a little confused when he flicked it, so that Simon pushed him directly onto the bed and covered him with the quilt.

…Should he praise Simon for not forgetting to put the cup aside while pushing him down, avoiding the tragedy on the crushed-dead bed?

Looking at the quilt covering his chest, Xie Yang really couldn't figure out what the other party was doing, helplessly looking at the guy who bent down to meet his eyes, feeling powerless, "What do you want to do again? "

Simon's eyes were subtle and pointed, "What else can you do in bed?"

Xie Yang: "..."

Xie Yang directly ignored this kind of unnutritious flirting. Seeing this posture, Simon was not going to let him go, and felt tired, "What time is it, how could he go to bed so early."

"Don't worry, brother will tell you a bedtime story."

The thoughtful elder comforted me.

No, I don't need to.

Xie Yang thought indifferently in his heart, and rolled his eyes.

But in his opinion, Simon has always had a selective automatic filter. In other words, Simon's ears have a selective shielding function. Just like now, the other party directly lifts the corner of the other side of the quilt as he said, and lies on the bed .

Simon's bed is very big, not to mention sleeping two, it is more than enough to sleep four people.

And the first thing Simon did after he went to bed was to roll up the little mouse lying on the other side of the big bed together with the quilt, and lay him down in his arms, then patted the little mouse on the shoulder with satisfaction , and pressed the quilt corner again, soliciting the opinions of the other party very democratically. "Want to hear Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty?"

"I want you to shut up."

"Okay, then tell me the story of Sleeping Beauty."

The parents happily decided on the content of tonight's bedtime story.

Xie Yang turned over, pointed the back of his head at this self-talking guy, and decided not to see anything.After turning on the optical brain, Simon, who was checking the communication, stretched out his long arms, hugged him back, and began to tell his little mouse a warm bedtime story.

"Once upon a time, there was a little girl who, because she had no common sense, touched the light particle syringe and became a vegetable. Her parents sent her to a tall tower surrounded by lettuce..."

Xie Yang: "..."

Simon, who had relived the experience of telling stories to Xie Yang when he was a child, was very interested. While replying to the message, he used his deep magnetic voice to tell Xie Yang about the little girl trapped in the tower by the lettuce that had grown wildly due to radiation. After many years of vicissitudes, he finally woke up and found that the tower he was in had sunk into the bottom of the sea, and his legs had turned into two mutated lettuce. In order to return to the land, he asked the mermaid A deal is proposed.

"The mermaid told her that as long as she can get the prince's heart back..."

"But shut up, you," Xie Yang couldn't bear it and covered Simon's mouth, preventing him from continuing to talk nonsense. "It's all a mess."

With his mouth covered, Simon casually kissed the palm of his mouth, and insisted on finishing the bedtime story from beginning to end. "...In the end, the little girl who killed the heir to the throne was wanted by the whole continent, and had to return to the high tower in the sea that was tightly protected by Rapunzel, and fell into a deep sleep again."

After finishing this warm fairy tale, Simon was quite satisfied, and asked his only listener, "How does the baby feel? Do you want to hear another one?"

"No thanks."

Xie Yang's face was dull, and he wanted to withdraw the hand held by Simon, but he didn't twitch. Seeing that Simon's gaze fell on the optical brain, and his left hand was typing something quickly, he obviously had business to do, so he couldn't help but frown slightly. Frowning, "Actually, you don't need to come back."

After typing the last character, Simon paused with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and looked at the person in his arms.

Or because of his posture, Xie Yang's voice sounded a little dull at this time, "It's just the first day of school, you don't need to be like this. Frontier Star is not peaceful. If you come back this time, if others find out, It's also a hassle."

Simon put away his optical brain, from his current angle, he could only see the top of Xie Yang's hair, and said lightly, "You don't want me to come back?"

Xie Yang was silent for a while, "I just don't think it's necessary."

At an angle where the other party could not see, Simon sighed silently, untied Xie Yang's hair tie, combed the loose hair with his fingers, and massaged his scalp just right, "If I don't come back, can you sleep? "

The corners of Xie Yang's eyes twitched, and he really didn't understand how the other party got such a flirtatious temper, and he had never seen anyone like this when he was a child.

Simon, who didn't get an answer, didn't care, his tone was calm and he couldn't hear his emotions, "How long have you not slept?"

Xie Yang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to get up subconsciously, but he was pushed back by a hand. He didn't care about it for a while, but seeing that Simon wouldn't let him get up, he changed his way, and eased his arms over Simon's neck , Pulled the man down directly, and his eyes met, as if he was forced onto the bed by Simon not long ago.

Only this time, there was no smile on the face in front of him.

Accustomed to Simon's appearance, Xie Yang was not used to seeing the expressionless indifference of the other party at first glance.

Simon let go of Xie Yang's hand on the back of Xie Yang's head, making the latter's posture more comfortable and not as awkward as before. His warm palm brushed against the slightly ecstatic face in front of him, and his thumb lightly brushed over the face in front of him. Light cyan, "Think I don't know?"

Xie Yang was startled.

Simon took his hand and pressed it against his chest. Even with a layer of fabric, Xie Yang could still feel the strength of the beating heart in his chest, and he raised his eyes puzzled.

"I can feel all your emotions." Bits of light fell into his dark purple pupils. At that moment, mountains, rivers, sunsets, stars and Xie Yang were all in his eyes, devout and affectionate, "Don't hide it I."

This is the real reason why Simon will rush back.

Xie Yang looked at this handsome face close at hand, his lips moved slightly, and wanted to say something, but a slender finger pressed against his lips.

"Hush—" Simon silently made a mouth shape, and gently brushed away the hair that was loose on the back of Xie Yang's neck, revealing his fair neck. His skin made the person in his arms tremble.

Simon lowered his head and approached the delicate area. The green and astringent smell of grass and trees blended with the slightly sour fruity smell, weaving a seductive net and filling his nose.

Pheromones began to surge through the room.

Combined with the early arrival of heat, the body with out-of-control pheromones cannot withstand a little stimulation.The posture of being hugged tightly prevented Xie Yang from seeing Simon's expression at this time, which made him a little annoyed.

The heartbeat under the palm pulled back his emotions a little. He turned his face slightly, put his ear on the other's heart, listened to the steady and powerful heartbeat of the other, and calmed down bit by bit.

With the unique heat of the human body, the soft lips covered the most vulnerable part of the guide, and gently rubbed them.

The fingers clinging to Simon's shoulders tightened. In the dim room, Xie Yang opened his eyes, looked at the darkened walls, and held his breath.

When the skin on the back of his neck was bitten, Xie Yang opened his eyes wide. The faint smell of cedar and the cool herbs mixed together. His whole brain began to become groggy when he was so drunk, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose. High, scorching every part of the body, like a fish out of the water and exposed to the sun.

Simon frowned slightly, and stroked the tense back with soothing palms, and waited for Xie Yang's body to gradually relax before injecting his pheromone.

The process of temporary marking is not long, let alone they are all familiar with it.

Xie Yang's body gradually softened.

"Good." Simon tilted his head and kissed Xie Yang's ear, helped him adjust to the most comfortable position, lay down with him in his arms, and said in a low voice. "Sleep, I'm here."

After losing his strength, Xie Yang buried his whole face in Simon's arms, and nodded slightly.

The drowsiness is like the waves, overwhelming the sky, Xie Yang, who has not had a peaceful sleep for many days, feels that his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and the exhaustion accumulated in the past few days seems to be gushing out at this moment, paralyzing his nerves .

"Good night, sweet dreams."

Before completely falling into darkness, Xie Yang heard a sigh hidden in the voice.