The day I fell in love with the great god

Yang Shu just looked at Qin Chuan quietly, neither interrupting him nor leaving.He sat on the edge of the bed, propped his hands on the edge of the bed, and stared down at him.

Qin Chuan hesitated for a while, but still didn't say why.

"What about me? En?" Yang Shu approached angrily, and their thin lips were almost pressed together.

Qin Chuan turned his head to avoid someone's tenderness: "I didn't expect you to be such Yang Shu."

Yang Shu smiled slightly: "How?" He kissed the corner of Qin Chuan's lips, and said in a pleasant voice, "Is this so?"

"You!" Qin Chuan blushed after being teased by him, and stared into his amber eyes.

"Who is it that is shameless, saying that he wants to moles my father? Hmm?"

Yang Shu smiled smugly, and Qin Chuan couldn't help feeling angry.

"Who is not ashamed, who else admits that you belong to father?"

"Oh? Is that so? Then who just grabbed the corner of my clothes and called Shu Daddy?"

"It's Daddy Tree! Shu, the fourth sound."

"Wrong, it's the second sound, Shu, Dad Shu."

"That's not it, it's tree daddy! Tree daddy! Tree daddy!"

"Okay, good boy, let's tree daddy." A cunning flashed in the dark eyes.

"You..." Qin Chuan bit his lip, suddenly realizing that he was at a disadvantage.

In front of him, Rushui's eyes were full of doting, Yang Shu's eyes were half-curved, and the corner of his mouth was smiling, his beautiful face was close at hand.

Qin Chuan stared at his predecessors without blinking, until now he could not imagine that Yang Shu was Yang Shu.

But now that the person involved is right in front of him, even if he doesn't believe it, he can't deny the facts in front of him.

He is a little confused now, he doesn't know whether this feeling in his heart is joy or fear.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Qin Chuan's voice became waxy again: "That time in the dormitory, if you..."

"Because I'm afraid."

"Afraid?" Qin Chuan kept silent, it was the first time he knew that Yang Shu would be afraid too.

Holding Qin Chuan with his hands on the edge of the bed, Yang Shu lowered his head and sniffed Qin Chuan's neck: "I'm afraid that you hate me. I'm afraid that you will close all the doors to me because of my concealment. Although I didn't know this feeling before Why, but now I understand."

Yang Shu raised his head and rubbed the tip of his nose lightly: "Qin Chuan, I like you, it's not a possibility, it's not a conjecture, and it's not the senior's concern for the younger generation; my love for you is a love, a psychological love, of course, it also includes a physical love. I like it."

In front of his eyes, the trembling eyelashes flickered, and Qin Chuan seemed to see his own face in his dark eyes.

Breathing became difficult, and the heat wave swept over again. Qin Chuan's body trembled, and he slowly arched his body.

"Qin Chuan!" Feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, Yang Shu hurriedly let go of his arms. He was a little anxious, and quickly took the wet glass of water from the bedside table.But when he turned around, he was suddenly embraced by someone.

"Yang Shu..." The voice of someone buried in Yang Shu's chest was as soft as a mosquito humming.

Yang Shu's heart trembled, and the hand holding the water glass trembled slightly.

"Well, I'm..." Yang Shu's voice trembled slightly.

Behind Yang Shu's back, the hands that were clutching the front of his shirt suddenly clenched even tighter.On the chest, someone's tiny mosquito hummed and vibrated: "I must be dreaming... Well, it must be, otherwise why is my mind starting to wake up again... Are I going to wake up..."

As he said that, Qin Chuan hugged him even tighter, and his voice was so small that he could hardly hear him.

Yang Shu was a little helpless, his heart was almost beating out of his chest, his hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't even hold the water glass steadily.

Someone on the chest, completely unaware of what he was doing, wrapped his head tightly around Yang Shu and rubbed his head gently, muttering something.

A warm and itchy feeling came from his chest, Yang Shu pursed his lips, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and took a deep breath.

He knew that it was Qin Chuan's medicine that had come back again, and now this little guy was using him as a frozen pillow.

He parted the fingers behind his back, and brought the water glass closer to someone who was not cooperating in his arms: "Hey, herbal tea..."

Qin Chuan turned his head and looked up at Yang Shu.He pushed away the herbal tea, suddenly wrapped his arms around the neck in front of him, and then fell backwards.

Yang Shu didn't expect Qin Chuan to come here, almost all the herbal tea was sprinkled on the bed, and even a small piece of Qin Chuan's chest was wet.

The silk pajamas were stained with water, and soon became transparent.

Under the blurred white fabric, small pale pink dots slowly appeared, rising and falling with breathing.

Yang Shu froze and looked away instantly.

He propped himself up, put the water glass on the bedside table, patted the arm on his neck, and stared at Qin Chuan who was squinting his eyes below him: "Good boy, be obedient. Let go, I'll get the towel."

"No." With amber eyes shining brightly, Qin Chuan suddenly smiled mischievously, and the dimples on his face were also faintly visible: "I want...to tease you, who...who told you to talk about me just now..."

The voice was intermittent, the arms around the neck were slightly retracted, flushes began to flood Qin Chuan's cheeks, and shallow tears leaked from the corners of his slender and beautiful eyes.

Yang Shu's eyes flashed, and his eyes slid past the thin pink lips, then quickly moved away: "Okay, stop making trouble..."

Holding the arm around the neck, Yang Shu took a breath, pursed his lips, and gently moved it away from the side: "Okay, wait for me obediently, I'll get the towel."

After tearing apart the octopus-like Qin Chuan, Yang Shu got up and was about to leave.However, Qin Chuan, who had been sticking to him in a daze, suddenly called out when he saw this.

"Don't go..."

After straightening up, Yang Shu turned around.

"Papa Shu..."

His dark eyes trembled slightly, and Yang Shu sat down.

Looking at someone on the bed softly, Yang Shu lowered his head and gently kissed his slightly dry thin lips: "What did you call me just now, eh?"

With a voice that was so sweet that it was almost suffocating, Yang Shu pursed his lips, and the pink color gradually rose on his pale cheeks.It was also the first time he heard his soft and sweet voice, and his cheeks couldn't help but feel a little hot.

"Papa Shu."

On his chest, hot hands clenched his skirt again. This time Yang Shu didn't dodge. He lowered his head and gradually wrapped his hands around the fiery body below him.

"Chuan Chuan..."

In the bedroom, there was a shallow call, accompanied by the deep and magnetic panting, accompanied by the soft creak of the bed, slowly, slowly dissipating into the faint moan...

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Modification No. 1

The promised soup seems to be out of order again...

But, I still have to light a candle for Xiao Chuanchuan.

(Order yourself by the way!)

Oh, my retarded baby Chuan Chuan...

Tobecontinued……

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