Little crying bag sticks to the dead enemy

On the other side, although Yu Jingyu was drunk, his limbs were balanced, and he didn't have the reaction that a drunk should have at all. On the contrary, it was Qiao Fan, who probably had some stamina, and walked a little swaying.

Yu Jingyu took out the key to open the door. As soon as the two of them entered the room, Qiao Fan jumped at him, and the two of them fell directly to the door.

Yu Jingyu looked at Qiao Fan lying on his body with red eyes, stretched out his hand to cover his chubby cheeks, rubbed his thumb lightly, and Qiao Fan closed his eyes enjoying himself as usual.

Yu Jingyu admitted that he was very moved at this moment, and wanted to put this person under him and do whatever he wanted.

Yu Jingyu raised his head and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Qiao Fan didn't resist, he looked at Yu Jingyu blankly, put his hands on Yu Jingyu's strong chest, and said after a few seconds: "Unfortunate..."

"Why is it uncomfortable?" Yu Jingyu's voice was so gentle that he could get tired of it.

Qiao Fan felt wronged: "Chest."

When he fell down, his chest hit Yu Jingyu directly.

Yu Jingyu put his hand on Qiao Fan's waist dangerously, and then bit his lip hard.

Qiao Fan hissed: "Oh! It hurts..."

There was a bloody smell in his mouth, Yu Jingyu pulled away slightly, looked at the corner of Qiao Fan's bitten lips with satisfaction, and after admiring it for a while, he helped him up and brought him back to the pink bedroom.

The next day, Qiao Fan opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar layout around him. It took him a long time to realize that this was Yu Jingyu's house.

He got up, smelled the smell of alcohol all over his body, felt extremely uncomfortable, quickly took off his clothes, brushed his teeth and took a shower.

The sheets and duvets were also changed.

Cleaned up and went downstairs, Yu Jingyu was taking out the steamed buns, and there were warm milk and corn on the table.

Yu Jingyu put down the buns, pulled out the chair and sat down, "I guess you should wake up, so let's eat at this point."

"Yeah." Qiao Fan slowly moved to the table and sat down opposite Yu Jingyu, holding a cup and sipping milk, his eyes glanced at Yu Jingyu on the opposite side from time to time, his mind was full of Yu Jingyu's crotch under the spotlight The picture made my heart beat faster and my cheeks became hot.

Yu Jingyu: "Will it taste better watching me drink milk?"

"Cough, cough cough!" Qiao Fan thought of something that caused him to choke on the milk, and his red face suddenly turned red when he saw Yu Jingyu's playful eyes.

Fortunately, the phone rang at this embarrassing moment, and Qiao Fan quickly avoided Yu Jingyu's sight, touched the phone without looking at who it was, and clicked to confirm. The next second, You Le appeared on the screen of the phone with a messy hair.

You Le lay on the bed and waved to Qiao Fan: "Hello, good morning!"

Qiao Fan also waved his hand to say hello, "Good morning, you haven't woken up yet?"

You Le sighed: "No, I just woke up, not as lucky as you, and I still have something to eat when I get up."

"Didn't I order takeaway? Besides, I know how to work as a hotel and don't have the equipment."

The voice-over said while entering the mirror, You Le kicked Gao Xiang who was leaning over.

Gao Xiang was like a dog's skin plaster, he insisted on grabbing the person's leg and sticking it on, and even rubbed the person's lower back flatteringly.

Qiao Fan's eyes widened.

Yu Jingyu kicked him lightly with his foot under the table, Qiao Fan looked at him, and Yu Jingyu leaned over, "Keep your expression down, it's too obvious."

Qiao Fan was made even more unnatural by the hot air that the other party sprayed on his lips suddenly.

You Le felt at ease enjoying the treatment of someone giving him a massage, and when he looked up again, he saw that Fan'er, who was originally healthy, was blushing, and there was an ambiguous wound on the corner of his lips, "Hey, did I miss something just now? Tsk, take a closer look at the young master The mouth has been bitten off."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm just a little angry..." Qiao Fan blushed, and carefully glanced at Yu Jingyu who was opposite him, meeting his gaze.

Qiao Fan: Ah, what kind of look is that in your eyes!

You Le was delighted to see Qiao Fan's expression, "Where is my Brother Yu!"

Qiao Fan adjusted the camera, and Yu Jingyu was wearing home clothes and was eating buns with his head bowed. Seeing him, You Le started laughing, "Brother Yu, do you still remember what happened last night? Do you know how much trouble you caused?" Is it a sensation?"

One advantage of Yu Jingyu is that he never stops taking pictures when he is drunk, so he clearly remembers everything that happened last night, and also remembers Qiao Fan's reaction to him, so even though what he did last night was embarrassing, he still feels straight.

Yu Jingyu deliberately asked: "It's broken, why, what embarrassing thing did I do?"

You Lele died, "What a disgrace, the flirty dance you danced was so frightening that it killed both men and women! I said Brother Yu, you are really real and not showing your face, hahaha!"

Yu Jingyu: "..."

The purpose of You Le's phone call was to stimulate Yu Jingyu, and he hung up after finishing what he had to say, and the dining table was quiet for a while as You Le's voice disappeared, Yu Jingyu asked Qiao Fan: "You Le said that I kill both men and women, really Fake?"

"of course it's true!"

Speaking of this, Qiao Fan was still a little excited, "You don't even know that the whole bar was screaming and applauding for you last night, and the roof was almost toppled over!"

Yu Jingyu: "What about you, too, screaming, applauding, and your heart beating faster?"

Qiao Fan took a breath, looked at Yu Jingyu's serious eyebrows, and heard the sound of "thumping" and "thumping" heartbeat.

Maybe because he didn't get his answer, Yu Jingyu's expression flashed disappointment for a moment.

Qiao Fan noticed that the other party slightly pursed his lower lip, and his heart felt numb like a group of ants crawling over.

Yu Jingyu looked at his tangled expression and couldn't help but want to reach out to touch him, so he heard him whisper, "Of course I am too..."

Yu Jingyu's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended to be calm on the surface, "Well, I can tell, you can't be shy when you see me. If you like me, just say it, and I allow you to like me."

Qiao Fan was choked, and he looked at the other party out of the corner of his eye. For a moment, he thought that Yu Jingyu was confessing his love to him, or hinting at something, but he was very calm.

I also know that he is making himself happy.

Hey.