Don't attack girls inappropriately!

"No need to drink."

"Just kiss me and I'll be drunk."

"boom!"

Yu Ran was successfully sniped in the heart.

No, then what, whose child doesn't want me to take it away!

Yu Ran hugged Li Wenmu, lovingly kissing his relatives' nose and eyes, anyway, he just liked it.

"By the way, how is the pot of mimosa I gave you now?"

The two of them lay on the sofa together, enjoying the peaceful time after the emotional outburst.

Li Wenmu replied truthfully: "Dead."

"Ok??"

Yu Ran thought that Li Wenmu would take care of the token of love between the two of them to flourish, like in a TV series, but in the end——

"Because, that was the first time I took care of plants—" Li Wenmu was a little embarrassed, and with a little embarrassed expression: "I obviously watered it every day according to the book, but I didn't know that I watered it too much. , and drowned it."

This stimulated Li Wenmu's pride and self-esteem that he would never fail in anything, so now there are so many potted plants with green leaves outside the balcony.

When a prickly pear dies, another one takes its place, using false images to cover up the essence of the dead plant.

Li · small pride · Wen Mu.

"It's all right." Yu Ran patted him on the back and said in relief, "I'll be giving away a pot some other day."

"No." Li Wenmu shook his head and refused: "The implication of the time scene when you gave me the mimosa is more important than itself, so that pot of mimosa is unique."

"Is that so—" Yu Ran could understand, leaned over and kissed him, and said, "Then you are unique to me, Yu Ran, and no one can replace you."

By analogy, good job!

"..." Li Wenmu buried his head in a smile, his brows and eyes were gentle, with a little girlish shyness.

After a short chat, the two went upstairs to the master bedroom to take a shower and put on their special couple pajamas.

Li Wenmu's top, Yu Ran's trousers.

Well, a real gong doesn't care if the lower body is leaky, but a fake gong will accept it.

Yu Ran, do you think so?

The trousers worn by Yu Ran naturally exposed his upper body, and the tattoos on both sides of his arms were exposed openly.

Li Wenmu came out of the bathroom one step later. He raised his hand and pulled his bangs back neatly, exposing his forehead. When he glanced at Yu Ran, he was not as gentle as usual, but more like a lion's extremely possessive and dangerous look when it saw its prey.

But in the blink of an eye, he returned to the familiar person, sat in Yu Ran's arms with a smile, and asked someone to help blow his hair.

Accompanied by the whirring noise of the hair dryer, Li Wenmu half-lyed in Yu Ran's arms enjoying himself, occasionally rubbing his neck and acting coquettishly.

He opened his eyes slightly, and saw the tattoo on Yu Ran's arm dangling in front of his eyes, he raised his hand to touch it, and murmured: "It suits you very well."

"If I could be with you..."

"Huh?" The hair dryer sounded a bit loud, and Yu Ran couldn't hear what Li Wenmu said clearly, so he turned off the hair dryer and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said—" Li Wenmu said with a smile, "It would be great if I could tattoo my name on your body."

Well, it's not impossible.Yu Ran: "Where do you want to get tattooed?"

Li Wenmu didn't hesitate: "On the face."

"cough!"

Yu Ran coughed, and then suppressed his shocked heart. He looked at Li Wenmu incredulously, "Are you serious?"

"..." Li Wenmu was silent for a while, then laughed, "Of course it's fake, haha, are you scared?"

Yes.But Yu Ran would definitely not admit it, he turned around and put away the hair dryer, lay down on the bed with Li Wenmu, covered with a thin quilt, "Good night, go to sleep."

"OK, good night."

Li Wenmu hid in Yu Ran's arms, put away all dark thoughts, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight had already shone on the potted plants outside the balcony, and the two people in the bedroom were still sleeping.

When he woke up, Li Wenmu's eyes were swollen from crying as expected.

Those beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to talk, turned into European-style big double eyelids like a "sad frog".

Yu Ran: "..."

It hurts to hold back a laugh.

Li Wenmu, who has his own little pride, can't bear this kind of grievance. He pouted, hugged the big yellow duck silently and huddled in the corner of the wall, sulking.

"Don't be angry." Yu Ran had to squat in the corner to coax him, "I'm sorry I didn't expect it, I'll get you an ice pack right away, you go to bed and wait for me."

As soon as Yu Ran left, Li Wenmu quickly climbed onto the bed, and called Secretary Zhang, with a bright smile, which was not the same as before, "Secretary Zhang, good morning."

"Good morning, President, what can I do?"

"My eyes are swollen today, so I won't go to work, please postpone your schedule."

"That president..."

"Beep, beep."

Secretary Zhang: "..."

You can be so happy with swollen eyes, I really doubt the authenticity of this statement? !

When Yu Ran went upstairs with an ice pack, he opened the door and saw Li Wenmu huddled up with a big yellow duck in his arms, looking like a poor, unwanted child, "Come on, let me apply it for you."

Li Wenmu turned over obediently, and the cold ice pack was applied to his hot eyelids, which was much more comfortable.

"Don't go to work today, I can afford you if you don't go in the future."

Yu Ran took advantage of the situation and lay down beside Li Wenmu, took the big yellow duck in his arms and stared at it again, kicked it to the foot of the bed and stayed there.

The two held hands and chatted casually while lying on their backs on the bed.

After a quarrel, the words will always be more affectionate, this is the law.

After Li Wenmu's eyes were swollen, the two of them were exhausted after a night's rest. They were supposed to go to the kitchen to cook together, but they happily explored new postures in the kitchen.

After the release, the two looked at the mess they had made in embarrassment, and Li Wenmu blushed immediately.

Yu Ran rubbed the belatedly shy man in his arms, "Put me down, my ass is a bit cold."

Li Wenmu nodded, hugged Yu Ran, pouted and asked him for a kiss, and got a kiss and smiled: "Let's go take a bath."

After doing it again in the bathroom, the two of them really calmed down and started preparing lunch.

Two people, one kitchen, there is still a lot of fun for young couples.

After lunch, the two of them discussed and planned to do a simple cleaning of the house.

"Yu Ran, why did you throw away your trophy?"

Li Wenmu accidentally dug out a golden trophy from a pile of sundries, which read: No.11 in the final of the 2th National Drummer Competition.

Li Wenmu wiped off the dust on the trophy with a clean handkerchief, and brought it in front of Yu Ran.

Yu Ran took it, put it aside casually, and continued mopping the floor: "Now I don't fight anymore, what's the point of putting it in a conspicuous place."

Li Wenmu glanced at Yu Ran and didn't say much.

The way Yu Ran played the drums on the stage three years ago is still fresh in his memory. Although it was in an inconspicuous place on the stage, it only takes one glance to be attracted by the drummer who seemed to put his soul on the drums.

But then he came back from a business trip, only to find that the band had broken up and Yu Ran hadn't touched the drums again.

Something must have happened during his business trip, but every time he mentioned Yu Ran, his expression was indifferent and he lacked interest.

"What's the matter, this expression?" Yu Ran straightened up and saw Li Wenmu looking at the trophy thoughtfully, walked over and said: "It's just a trophy, it's nothing compared to the awards you have won."

"What are you talking about?" Li Wenmu frowned slightly, he didn't like Yu Ran's self-deprecating tone and words very much.

"Really, if you were placed next door to my house when you were a child, you would be a perfect child, and I would definitely compare you with me every day." Yu Ran stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on Li Wenmu's eyebrows, and continued: "Fortunately, fortunately—— "

His father kept praising other people's children. He was really sensitive and impulsive when he was a child. When Yu Ran got tired of hearing it, he would definitely block Li Wenmu in an alley and beat him up.

It's too late to hate, and I feel bad ass.

Perfect kid?

Li Wenmu lowered his eyes and looked down for a moment, but when he raised his eyes and disappeared, he smiled: "There is a piano at home, I will play it for Yu Ran another day, okay?"

Yu Ran raised his eyebrows and agreed.

Li Wenmu held Yu Ran's drummer trophy in his arms and put it on the master bedroom bookcase without authorization.

Put it away, the mobile phone message will come.

It was sent by He Yan, a few pictures, and a sentence: I have already punished them, sorry.

"..."

Li Wenmu glanced at the bruised nose and swollen face on the picture, and couldn't tell who was whose face. After a long silence, he exited the message interface.

It's time to find time to chat with He Yan.

Except for Yu Ran's one, peach blossoms are not rare to anyone else.

So Yu Ran doesn't have to worry about the flourishing of peach blossoms around Li Wenmu, because the person concerned will pick them up consciously.

"Look what I found?" Yu Ran suddenly appeared at the door of the master bedroom, shaking the small object in his hand, it was a fist-sized pink hairpin with bow.

"Don't move, I'll give you a break."

Yu Ran started to pin the hairpin on the side of Li Wenmu's hair, and took two steps back to see that the pink bow matched Li Wenmu's face, not a mother, but more like a little princess from some country.

There are no mirrors around, so Li Wenmu put his hands on the position, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Does it look good?"

"Hmm..." Yu Ran hesitated, and said from the bottom of his heart: "When will we have a daughter, you must be so cute."

Speak up.

Li Wenmu blushed and said, "Technology will work hard."

"However, why does Yu Ran have this thing? A gift from a female fan? Why do you still keep it?"

Li Wenmu laughed, "Can you clarify each question one by one?"

"..."

Yu Ran swallowed, and smiled awkwardly.

It's over.

Li Wenmu was jealous, so Yu Ran had to hug him and ask for a fuck to coax him.

The time spent together passed quickly, Yu Ran had to go to the bar at night, and Li Wenmu stayed at home to guard the house.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, the doorbell rang.

Open the door, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy stood at the door, smiling with standard eight teeth, looked at Hanhan and said, "Hello, I'm looking for Yu Ran."

"..." Li Wenmu looked the visitor up and down, and let out a smile offensive, "You are?"

"I'm the most important person in his life—"

"boom!"

The door was slammed shut by Li Wenmu.

"???" The boy who was caught off guard shutting the door was stunned, and it took him a long time to slowly spit out what he didn't say later, "One."