Husband, put on your skirt first!

Duan Heng rested at Chu Yu's house for a whole day and didn't go out all day. Chu Yu's nanny auntie came at noon and at night, cooked for them and went back, so there was no need to worry about food.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, both of them had finished their showers and were sitting on the sofa watching TV.Duan Heng leaned on Chu Yu's shoulder, feeling an inexplicable boredom for some reason.Is it the guilt of running away from home, or is he worried that his parents will oppose his relationship?

Chu Yu kept holding his hand tightly. Although he was watching TV, when Duan Heng closed his eyes to sleep, he turned his head cautiously.

Seeing that Duan Heng was already asleep, Chu Yu silently turned off the TV, gently picked up Duan Heng, and walked into the room.

Duan Heng put his arms around his neck, as if no one had been so considerate to him since he was sensible.He hasn't fallen asleep yet, and he can still feel the tenderness of this person in a daze.Maybe he will turn back into a great immortal at any time, and leave him at any time, but if he owns it, at least he will not leave regrets in life.

Lying on the bed, she was still hugged by Chu Yu, and slept soundly, without dreaming all night.

When I woke up the next day, my body was obviously much better, with only slight soreness remaining, and it was fine to move around.

Chu Yu got up earlier than him. Did this lazy pig get up earlier recently? No, it was Duan Heng who got up late these two days. In the past, Duan Heng got up first.

Duan Heng went to the hall, but still did not see Chu Yu, but there was movement in the kitchen, like the sound of filling things.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Yu responded in the kitchen, "I'll make you a bowl of porridge."

Do you still cook porridge?It can't be changed.Duan Heng didn't go to the kitchen to look, but sat on the sofa waiting for food.

Soon Chu Yu came out in a hurry, holding a porcelain bowl in both hands, which was filled with green vegetable porridge. "Hot hot."

Because his hands were hot, he walked very fast, walked to the coffee table and quickly put down the bowl, blowing his hands vigorously, and put them on his earlobes after blowing, his cheeks puffed up with anger.

Duan Heng pulled him to sit down, and held his hands, his fingers were already hot red, how could a thousand-year-old fox be so stupid, he couldn't hold a tray or use a piece of cloth to separate it.

"Does it hurt?" After asking, she blew on her fingers for him.

Chu Yu shook his head, but puffed out his cheeks aggrievedly.

"Why are you so stupid, you won't change, aren't you a great immortal?"

"I said I don't know how to use spells. I am a mortal now, so I have to be a mortal."

"It's really well hidden." Touching his fingers, he put it down when the rosiness faded away.

"It's not that I hide it well, it's that this physical body can't show it at all. I didn't want to tell you, but I was afraid that you would mess around because I was the fox king, so I should give you a vaccination, and don't use me as a backstage , I still have to hug your thigh."

Duan Heng, who was just about to drink porridge, turned around and looked at Chu Yu, "Can't show it? What is that force that bounced me away in the hotel?"

"The time when I was drunk? That was the first time I remembered my identity, and I don't know if it was the effect of the wine. Anyway, I can't use spells now, so you have to protect me." He scratched his forehead, "Hey, I have a headache."

"It's okay, if you can't use it, you can't use it. Aren't you just as powerful without spiritual power?"

Chu Yu frowned, thought for a long time before nodding, "Yes."

Seeing that he was relieved, Duan Heng smiled at him.Pick up half a spoonful of green vegetable porridge and eat it in one bite. It tastes good.

"Can you eat it? If you can't eat it, forget it."

"It's pretty good, you can eat it too."

Only then did Chu Yu feel relieved to go to the kitchen to scoop up the porridge. He dared to use Duan Heng as a guinea pig, and he didn't dare to be the first to drink it when he cooked it himself.

After breakfast, the two went back to the room to look for clothes to change. The little Taoist didn't bring a few sets of clothes, so it was easy to find them.That guy had a lot of clothes, and when Duan Heng changed his clothes, he turned around and saw him standing in front of the full-length mirror, holding two dresses in each hand, and he could see his distressed expression through the mirror.

Duan Heng opened his closet, saw the dresses hanging, and remembered their lingering relationship the night before.Now that he has admitted that he has fallen, how can he be allowed to wear a skirt?How embarrassing to be slept by a man who likes to wear skirts.

"I want to discuss something with you."

"Come here and help me take a look first, I'm so confused." His voice was depressed.

All right, let's go first.Duan Heng went to his side, only to see him looking at the skirt on the left and the skirt on the right, very tangled.

"Which one should I wear?"

"Don't wear any of them." Duan Heng snatched the two skirts he was holding, and threw them on the bed very rudely, "You wear what a man should wear."

Chu Yu pouted, feeling aggrieved, "But, but I want to hold hands with you openly."

"What is the connection between the two?"

"I can hold hands with you in public by pretending to be a woman, but if I go out like this, do you dare to hold me?"

"Why not?"

Chu Yu blinked and looked at Duan Heng seriously, "But people will say that we are gay."

"Let's talk, and we are."

"Don't you give me a reason to wear a skirt?"

He admitted his purpose so quickly. His purpose was just to wear a skirt, put on beautiful makeup, and wear a wig... Whether he dared to hold hands or not was all his excuses.Doesn't Duan Heng know how thick-skinned he is?

Duan Heng hugged his shoulders and told him closely, "Not only will I not let you wear them, but I also hope that you will put away all the skirts and never wear them again."

"Why? I've been wearing skirts all my life."

"Is your skirt the same as these skirts? It's called clothes, and ancient people wore it like this. Now it's modern, baby."

Chu Yu didn't speak, and lay sadly on Duan Heng's shoulder.

Duan Heng continued to enlighten him, but he didn't believe that he couldn't be enlightened. "Be obedient, you lock up all the things for women's clothing, and I promise you to cut off your long hair, okay?"

"Why did you cut your hair?"

He chose to lose his memory so that he could wear a skirt, obviously he was the first to say that Duan Heng's long hair was in the way.Duan Heng didn't expose him either, they both knew each other well, and there was no need to tell each other many things.

"Just tell me if this deal will work."

"No, no, I don't want to wear it today. When I have to perform tasks in the future, I still need to wear it when necessary."

Duan Heng patted him on the back, and after thinking for a while, he felt that he had already made a concession, and that he couldn't make progress, so he could only enlighten him slowly. "Okay, don't wear it today."

"You don't have to cut your hair either."

"Ah."

"Little Taoist priest, I want to hear you call me husband..."

"You call first."

Duan Heng originally wanted him to call her husband too, but Chu Yu shyly called out, "Wife..."

"Call me husband." After saying that, my face turned red.

"I'm the husband, and you are the wife." Chu Yu hugged Duan Heng's shoulder, buried his whole head on Duan Heng's shoulder, and was too shy to lift it up.

Duan Heng sighed helplessly, and said to himself, 'Forget it, the more you talk, the more you will suffer. The 20-year-old Chu Yu is very obedient and obedient, but the pig has gradually recovered the memory of the old fox...'