Little crying bag sticks to the dead enemy

Qiao Fan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, stood up, "Why did you catch it so quickly..."

"Because they know me well."

Yu Jingyu gave him the rabbit.

"Yes, you are a resident here." Qiao Fan shook the rabbit in his palm, rubbed it hard a few more times, and then put the rabbit down satisfied.

Yu Jingyu: "Stop playing?"

Qiao Fan: "I don't want to play anymore, I just want to pet them because they are cute."

Yu Jingyu nodded, "Then let's continue."

"Ah?" Qiao Fan grimaced, "Can I stop running, I can't run."

"Since you want to run with me, you have to listen to me." Yu Jingyu glanced at his watch, "Not counting the 7 minutes you played with the rabbit, half an hour of running time, we are still 10 minutes away."

Qiao Fan: My God!

After 10 minutes, the two returned to the villa. Qiao Fan's legs were so weak that he couldn't walk at all. He limped and threw himself on the sofa, paralyzed immediately.

Yu Jingyu threw Qiao Fan a towel to wipe off his sweat, while he went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Qiao Fan lay on the back of the sofa, watching Yu Jingyu skillfully cut ham, fried eggs, washed lettuce, and then squeezed salad dressing on the slices of bread, making two sandwiches that looked appetizing.

Qiao Fan looked at his roommate who was making breakfast with his head down, and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you know everything?"

Yu Jingyu answered very casually, "My parents are not at home all year round. I don't like having strangers at home, so I just learn to do it myself."

Qiao Fan thought of his parents who always went out for "honeymoon". His parents were very loving and never blushed in his memory.

At home, mother will often cook all kinds of food for them to eat, and the whole family gathers together to have fun.

When he was a child, he woke up hungry in the middle of the night and ran to find his brother. Whether he was studying or sleeping, his brother would go to give him a bowl of egg noodles.

Later, when my elder brother started working, he became sensible and stopped looking for his elder brother for food in the middle of the night.

Qiao Fan sighed, he couldn't figure out why his parents divorced, aren't he and his brother cute?

After breakfast, the two played games. Yu Jingyu's house had a room dedicated to playing AR. The two of them went from racing cars to a city captured by zombies, and then to Star Wars. The whole morning passed quickly.

For lunch, the two called KFC, a large family bucket and a large bottle of Coke, and they ate while watching a movie, which was very enjoyable for both of them.

Qiao Fan developed the habit of taking naps at school, and fell asleep by then.

When he woke up, Yu Jingyu was gone. He stretched his waist, went upstairs, heard music faintly, searched for the sound, and found Yu Jingyu playing the piano at the end.

The wind gently opened the curtains, facing the lake, Yu Jingyu's hands were beautiful, slender, fair, with well-defined joints, jumping back and forth on the black and white keys, very pleasing to the eye, but the music he played was crazy, and the room was full of frivolous, Repressed and wild, the ten fingers on the keys have almost become afterimages.

Even though Qiao Fan didn't know how to play the piano, he was stunned by the hand speed and reaction speed.

It wasn't until the last syllable that Yu Jingyu called Qiao Fan that Qiao Fan woke up and gave him a thumbs up, "Bull!"

Yu Jingyu: "Does it sound good?"

"Ok!"

"Then let me play another one." Yu Jingyu asked Qiao Fan, "Want to hear me sing?"

Qiao Fan's eyes lit up, "Think!"

Yu Jingyu placed his slender hands on the black and white keys, and said softly, "one, two, three."

Qiao Fan thought it was Yu Jingyu telling him to get ready, so he hurriedly straightened his back, but Yu Jingyu pressed the keys directly, and at the same time sang briskly: "Actually, I like you very much, and I want to be with you so much. We are more like each other when we are together." .”

Yu Jingyu looked at Qiao Fan, "If you are satisfied with me, then we will be together every day, and I will be with you in the wind and rain."

Qiao Fan's eyes widened. Yu Jingyu's serious gaze gave him the illusion that he was being confessed by the other party. He was very embarrassed and ashamed, and Xiaolu was still restless.

Qiao Fan bit his lip lightly, and turned sideways uncomfortably to avoid Yu Jingyu's gaze, preventing him from seeing his current expression.

"I want to watch the stars with you, I want to travel with you, I want to make our promise to you. I want to give you a good mood, and I want to sing to you..."

Yu Jingyu's gentle voice ran in every corner of this piano room, and the beating appearance of the keys filled the room with a youthful and sweet taste.

Qiao Fan was numb all over, he never thought that Yu Jingyu would have such a gentle and lively side.

Ahhh why should I be shy!

Qiao Fan rested his head on his arm, and couldn't help but want to look back at him.

Yu Jingyu was exuding pink bubbles all over his body now, and Qiao Fan hid the corners of his upturned mouth, when Yu Jingyu suddenly let out a "meow" sound like a kitten!

The contrast was really too great, Qiao Fan looked at him in surprise, and forgot to hide his face, but saw that the tips of Yu Jingyu's ears turned red a little bit.

This Yu Jingyu is too cute!

Qiao Fan stretched out his hand to pinch Yu Jingyu's ear, which was soft.

Yu Jingyu cleared his throat and said, "Don't make trouble."

The song is not long, and it will be gone soon. Qiao Fan applauded, "It's so good! If you use this song to confess your love to a girl, you will definitely succeed!"

Yu Jingyu looked at him and smiled, "Really?"

Qiao Fan began to fart, "Of course! You can play the piano, you can sing, you are a top student, you are a school bully, and you can fight. Which girl doesn't like it?"

Yu Jingyu smiled all over his face, "So I'm already so perfect in your heart?"

Qiao Fan choked, trying to save something, "Well, no one is perfect, as my ancestors said, don't always want to be the most perfect one."

Yu Jingyu ignored this, "Want to learn?"

Qiao Fan's eyes were full of "Think!" He leaned over, "Can I?"

"Of course." Yu Jingyu moved his butt to the side, and patted the piano bench again.

Qiao Fan understood, sat down, and wanted to put his hand on the piano, to try the feel first, Yu Jingyu pinched his fingers, "What are you thinking, I didn't talk about piano, I was talking about songs."

"Huh?" Qiao Fan was a little disappointed, "Oh..."

The corner of Yu Jingyu's mouth curled slightly, "Next time I come, I'll teach you how to play again."

Qiao Fan: "Really?!"

Yu Jingyu: "Yes."

Qiao Fan was excited: "Oh yeah!"

"I'll sing a sentence, and you sing along." Yu Jingyu pressed the keys, "Actually, I like you very much, and I want to be with you so much..."

Qiao Fan blushed, "Actually, I like you very much, and I want to be with you so much..."

At night, Qiao Fan was lying on the pink princess bed, and clicked on a hot post on the forum of No. [-] Middle School in Zhongshan City. The post contained an all-round rainbow fart, and a video was attached at the end.

The video is a video. In the video, a teenager in school uniform is sitting in front of the piano. A soft beam of light hits him and the piano alone. The gentle and mellow piano sound leaks from his fingertips, attracting everyone's attention.

Including him.

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There is a showcase in Yu Jingyu's house, in which his trophies, medals and certificates are specially displayed. There are math competitions and piano competitions, all of which are very important competitions.

Qiao Fan likes to come here to have a look when he has nothing to do, and feel his life.

On the day when the final exam results came out, Qiao Fan was taking a nap, sleeping comfortably when he was woken up by Zhao Minglei's phone call.

Zhao Minglei was very excited: "Fan'er! Fan'er! Have you read the report card? Do you know how many points you got?"

Qiao Fan frowned and turned over, the sunlight outside the window shone on his hands, Qiao Fan played with the sunlight.

He said, "It's 600."

Zhao Minglei was shocked: "Fan'er, you are too powerful, can you guess this?!"

Qiao Fan: "..."

You're so excited that I can't even guess how stupid I am?

Zhao Minglei: "Hurry up, let Master Yu check how many points he got in the test! Hey, I bet he must have the highest score. I've already thought about what to eat today, so I'll eat barbecue!"

Qiao Fan rolled his eyes, "Isn't it obvious that you are bullying Jing Yu with a higher score than anyone else?"

Zhao Minglei argued: "Then who's to say for sure, maybe I'm more lucky than Yu Dashen? Oh, that's not right, Fan'er, what did you call Brother Yu just now, Jing Yu?"

Qiao Fan turned over and sat up, "Is it strange to call that?"

Zhao Minglei's tone became very flattered, "Jing Yu, Jing Yu, taste it, taste it carefully, does it have a sticky smell?"

Qiao Fan didn't know what he thought of, his face slowly turned red.

Zhao Minglei: "I said that something is wrong with you, when did your relationship become so close?"

Qiao Fan put the phone next to the sink and washed his face, "It's been good all the time, oops, do you still want to know about Jing Yu's grades?"

Zhao Minglei yelled anxiously: "Yes, yes!"

Qiao Fan: "Then I'll hang up."

Qiao Fan went out, turned left, and lightly knocked on the door next door.

Yu Jingyu: "Come in."

Different from the luxurious and luxurious European and American style in the villa, the decoration style of Yu Jingyu's room is minimalist black, white and gray, and the only beautiful color is Yu Jingyu himself.

Every time I come in, the visual impact here is quite big.

Yu Jingyu was sitting in front of the computer and beckoned, "The test results are out, can I check them for you?"

"En." Qiao Fan walked over, leaned on the back of Yu Jingyu's chair, and watched him operate.

A drop of water fell on the back of Yu Jingyu's hand. Yu Jingyu looked up at Qiao Fan who was standing beside him. Qiao Fan's bangs were wet with water, and one of them was condensing the next drop of water.

Yu Jingyu reached out to catch the small drop of water, and touched the end of Qiao Fan's eye with his fingertips, and he stroked it lightly, unexpectedly Qiao Fan narrowed his eyes like a cat.

Yu Jingyu hooked his neck to get closer, and smiled into Qiao Fan's slightly widened eyes, "Very comfortable?"

Qiao Fan nodded obediently.

Yu Jingyu suddenly turned the chair around, and Qiao Fan's body supported on the back of the chair fell down. Fortunately, he supported the handle in time so that he didn't throw his whole body into Yu Jingyu's arms, but his posture was very difficult to describe.

Yu Jingyu teased, "So proactive?"

Qiao Fan's face burned instantly, he thought about it, but Yu Jingyu didn't let go of the hand on the back of his neck, and patted his thigh and said, "It's okay, you sit down."