Inheriting a building, I became the richest man

At noon on Saturday, Xiao Meng was still holding the quilt and immersed in a sweet sleep. Birch flew into Xiao Meng's bedroom and landed on his forehead: "Cuckoo, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck."

Xiao Meng's forehead twitched, he opened his eyes with gritted teeth, and reached out to grab it.

Birch reacted very quickly, Xiao Meng caught the air, and got up in an instant, bursting with anger.

Birch fluttered his wings and flew downstairs along the stairs. Xiao Meng grabbed the pillow with disheveled hair and chased out of the bedroom. A nasty stupid bird hit it straight.

"Cuckoo cluck cluck cluck..."

Birch dodged the pillow nimbly in the air, the door was being opened with the key from the outside.

The white pillow "thumped on Qi Jun's face, and the force on the pillow was so strong that Qi Jun staggered back.

Birch cooed triumphantly and fled through the open door.

Xiao Meng saw the tall man entering the door, his eyes widened, and he woke up instantly.

Qi Jun caught the pillow that fell from his face, and looked at Xiao Meng with a dazed expression.

Xiao Meng's pajama trousers were hanging on his knees, his hair was blown out, and there were a few sleep creases on his fair face. He looked at Qi Jun in embarrassment, and the anger on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant. ,"……Good morning."

Qi Jun laughed and said, "It's noon."

Yesterday Qi Jun said that he would come to help him move, Xiao Meng gave him the keys to the house, unexpectedly Qi Jun came so early.

...It seems that she is really looking forward to living with him.

But Xiao Meng calmed down after returning home from the ambiguous atmosphere last night, and felt that he seemed to agree too impulsively.

They've only been dating for a few days, and they're going to live together so soon, is it really okay?

Moreover, cohabitation is not the same as falling in love. If the lifestyles of two people are very different, there may be a lot of friction. I heard that many lovers break up after they live together.

Moreover, the male god still can't get used to that kind of stimulation when kissing him, and they still have to sleep together at night... He feels that he is not very good at it.

After seeing Qi Jun, Xiao Meng was so embarrassed by the impulsiveness last night and the "accidental injury" just now that he wanted to run away. Seeing his appearance from the side of the refrigerator not far away, he quickly wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, I'm afraid there will be saliva marks from sleeping...

Qi Jun tucked the pillow under his arm, walked up to him and reached out to help him press down his hair, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Just woke up? So angry."

Xiao Meng was silent for a while, trying to take the opportunity to save her, "So I said, it's dangerous for you to live with me, you should think again."

Qi Jun took the pillow into his arms and squeezed it, "If it's this level of danger, I think it's okay, can it be more serious?"

Xiao Meng scratched her hair and looked away unnaturally, "Should...not."

Qi Jun smiled and asked: "Are you awake? Did it bother you? You can sleep for a while, tell me what you need to take away, and I will tidy it up for you."

Looking at Qi Jun's energetic state, Xiao Meng sighed.

It seems that there is no way to recover.

Xiao Meng bit the bullet and said: "I don't want to sleep anymore, I don't have anything to take, I can clean it up myself."

Qi Jun said "Yes", "You can just follow me, the things you need are already prepared at home."

Xiao Meng was stunned for a moment: "So fast? When did you prepare?"

Qi Jun: "I went shopping just now."

They didn't come back until dawn, and Xiao Meng slept for less than five or six hours.

Xiao Meng was surprised: "You can't sleep, right?"

Qi Jun watched him be silent for two seconds, pursed his lower lip unnaturally, looked a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "I slept for a while, and I couldn't fall asleep thinking of you moving here."

Xiao Meng: "..."

The bright anticipation in Qi Jun's eyes made Xiao Meng's heart flicker, and he completely dispelled the idea of ​​refusing.

Xiao Meng suddenly regained her energy, her heart was beating inexplicably, and she said positively, "Sit down and wait, I'll go up and pack up."

Xiao Meng turned and ran upstairs, Qi Jun followed him upstairs with a pillow, "I'll help you."

Although Qi Jun came for the second time, it was the first time entering Xiao Meng's room.

Xiao Meng's room is full of life, and the things are arranged very casually. The clothes she took off last night are still on the small sofa in the bedroom, and the quilt on the bed is still piled up softly, but it doesn't look messy.

Qi Jun smelled the faint fragrance of laundry detergent on Xiao Meng's body in the air, and felt very comfortable.

Xiao Meng spread out the suitcase on the floor of the room, took out a few sets of clothes that he often wore from the closet and folded them in, and naturally assigned tasks to Qi Jun, "Can you help me take out the clothes from the dryer? It seems that it hasn't been taken out yet."

Qi Jun happily went to carry out the tasks assigned by his boyfriend. Next to the dryer, he glanced at the brand of laundry detergent and kept it in his heart.

Change your laundry detergent at home.

He hopes that Xiaomeng's taste can appear in his home every day in the future.

In ten minutes, Xiao Meng packed up her things. Finally, Xiao Meng took a shower at home, got dressed and followed Qi Jun out the door.

Before going out, Xiao Meng suddenly remembered that Boqi hadn't come back yet, and said to Qi Jun, "Boqi's nest has to be moved there too, but it's too big to fit in the car, what should I do?"

Qi Jun turned around at the door and looked at him: "You don't need to bring it, its things are already ready."

Xiao Meng: "..." Awesome.

Qi Jun dragged his suitcase and walked in front, the car was parked in the yard, opened the trunk and put the luggage in, then Qi Jun helped Xiao Meng open the car door, and took Xiao Meng back to his home with his luggage a few minutes later .

Xiao Meng came back to his senses and was already standing at Qi Jun's house. The last time he came, he was Qi Jun's little fan, who came to pick up his bicycle, but the second time he came, he became a cohabitant.

It feels like a dream.

Qi Jun carried his luggage up to the master bedroom on the second floor, and Xiao Meng followed up, casually observing this familiar yet unfamiliar house along the way.

Qi Jun's family basically didn't change much, no, actually there was a little change.

For example, when he passed by the bathroom, he found two electric toothbrushes of the same style and different colors on the shelf. The slippers on his feet were also the same style as Qi Jun’s. Qi Jun’s was black and his was white. .

On the way home last night, Qi Jun asked him a lot of questions in the car, such as what color he likes, what brand of toothbrush he usually uses, whether he likes a softer mattress or a harder one...

When Xiao Meng answered the question, he was so sleepy that he didn't turn his head around too much. Now he found that all his answers were realized in Qi Jun's home.

And it only took Qi Jun one morning to prepare these.

Xiao Meng didn't regret his impulsive decision at all.

Qi Jun's room is so tidy that it almost has the style of obsessive-compulsive disorder. The orientation of the objects seems to be very particular. There are few colors in the room, mainly gray and white.

When Qi Jun helped him hang the clothes in the closet, Xiao Meng tentatively pressed the mattress quietly. It was the feeling he liked. It was very elastic, not too hard or soft, and it should be very comfortable to sleep on. .

The pillows on the bed also looked comfortable and the height he liked.

Xiao Meng suddenly became nervous.

She will sleep with Qi Jun on this bed tonight.

Qi Jun held Xiao Meng's clothes in his hand, looked back at him, and asked, "I changed the mattress to a softer one, does it feel okay? The preparation was a bit hasty, and there was no time to customize it. After a while, I can remake it according to your preferences." Customize one."

Xiao Meng took his hand away from the bed as if it was hot, turned his back to Qi Jun, his ears were red to the neck, and said awkwardly, "No, this one is very good... Actually, you don't have to worry about it. My parents were not in good health when I was young and couldn't take care of me. , I often take turns living in various relatives' homes, so I can sleep well wherever I go..."

After Xiao Meng finished speaking, he didn't hear Qi Jun's response. He was about to turn his head to see what he was doing when Qi Jun hugged him from behind.

Qi Jun wrapped his arms around his waist, put his chin on his shoulders, exerted some strength in his arms, and hugged him tightly, his body temperature was clearly attached to his back through the clothes, and the fragrance filled Qi Jun's room The smell envelops Qi Jun more deeply from his body.

The kiss in the dark last night made Xiao Meng and Qi Jun let go when they came into contact, and being hugged by Qi Jun in the somewhat ambiguous place of the bedroom, Xiao Meng's heartbeat began to speed up hopelessly again.

Xiao Meng swallowed her heartbeat nervously, and heard Qi Jun say in a deep magnetic voice next to his ear, "You don't need to change it anymore, you will always be in our home and by my side."

Family.

Xiao Meng's eyelashes trembled for a moment with the mental shock.

Xiao Meng's parents died of illness one after another when he was just in college, and both parents stayed in the hospital for a long time for treatment when he was young.

He has never felt much about the concept of home, and he doesn't feel much expectation and warmth from this word.

But at this moment, he found that he was looking forward to it.

Expect this word to bring him more meaning.

A little apprehensive at the same time.

Xiao Meng was silent for a long time, then nodded lightly, "...um."

At noon, Qi Jun cooks for Xiao Meng a tearful lunch. Xiao Meng puts down his chopsticks and looks at the CDs on the dining table, restraining his urge to lick the plate in his heart.

During the meal, Qi Jun kept picking up food for him, like a dedicated breeder. After eating, Xiao Meng took the initiative to take care of the aftermath. Qi Jun pushed him back to the chair, "I'll do it."

Xiao Meng stared blankly at Qi Jun putting the dishes into the dishwasher with his shirt sleeves rolled up, thinking what he could do, maybe he really saved the country in his previous life, so he could "cheat" this talented and good man.

After having the first meal together after cohabitation, the two of them rested for a while, and Qi Jun put the hot coffee after the meal into his palm again, and sat with him in the glass sun room on the third floor where the sun was shining and the plants were fresh, drinking afternoon tea.

Xiao Meng took up the laptop and continued working, while Qi Jun was reading books on architecture.

With Qi Jun by his side, Xiao Meng was always unable to concentrate on his work. He gently rubbed his fingers against the mouth of the coffee cup, staring intently at Qi Jun who seemed to be shining in the golden light particles in the afternoon.

Qi Jun's sitting posture is very good-looking. He is sitting on a wooden chair with armrests, his upper body is slightly tilted to one side, his elbows rest on the armrests, and his knuckles are lightly pressed against his chin. When he lowers his eyes, the thick and long eyelashes outline a charming eye. Lines, the eyes sinking in the eyes are quiet and bright, the bridge of the nose will always touch him when kissing, the clear jaw line is tough and beautiful.

Xiao Meng thought that God must have been full of creative inspiration when he created Qi Jun.

Qi Jun suddenly raised his eyes and met his gaze, his eyes were very quiet, and then gradually melted into a smile.

Qi Jun asked, "Are you sleepy? You don't sleep much. If you are tired, you can go to the bedroom and sleep for a while."

Xiao Meng was indeed a little sleepy, and the overly comfortable environment completely relaxed his spirit.

Xiao Meng asked, "Aren't you sleepy? You didn't sleep last night."

Qi Jun: "Fortunately, a little bit."

After speaking, both of them fell silent.

Xiao Meng's ears turned red slowly, and he turned his eyes back to the laptop in a panic, "I, I'm not sleepy, you can go to sleep for a while."

Qi Jun looked at Xiao Meng's tense expression, slightly pursed his lips and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes returned to the book, and said, "Don't sleep."

Xiao Meng took a sip of coffee and let out a sigh of relief.

Qi Jun said naturally: "I'll sleep when you're sleepy."

Xiao Meng almost spilled coffee on the computer.

Xiao Meng bit her lower lip, closed her eyes for a while, and made psychological construction for herself in her heart.

It's nothing, he's an adult now, and he's not a conservative person, what should happen will happen, it's better to be frank and handsome...

After taking a shower at night, Xiao Meng changed into her pajamas, came out of the bathroom and lay down on the bed.

Just now Birch had already entered his new luxurious bird villa from the balcony and slept in Qi Jun's house.

Listening to the sound of Qi Jun's bathing water, Xiao Meng's heart rate reached about 150. Only then did he realize that his mental construction didn't seem to be working.

After Qi Jun finished washing, wearing black pajamas exuding the fragrance of shower gel, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. Xiao Meng closed his eyes and felt the depression of the mattress beside him. His heart rate might have reached 160.

Qi Jun sat by the bed for a while, seeming to look back at him, and after a while, he turned off the other lights with the switch on the bedside, leaving only a dim yellow night light on the bedside, lifted the quilt and lay down next to Xiao Meng, Xiao Meng's heart rate seemed to reach 170.

Xiao Meng closed her eyes tightly and listened to Qi Jun's slow and long breath beside her. After waiting for a while, seeing that he was not moving, she was slightly relieved, and her heart rate dropped to 160.

Before his heart rate completely returned to normal, Qi Jun suddenly snorted softly by his side.

Xiao Meng: "?"

Qi Jun turned around in the quilt, turned sideways to Xiao Meng, looked at his slightly trembling eyelashes, and the dimples on his cheeks sunken in, and asked in a low voice, holding back a smile, "Sleeping?"

Xiao Meng didn't open her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Qi Jun couldn't help but want to tease him, and continued to ask, "Xiao Meng, are you looking forward to it, or are you nervous?"

Xiao Meng still ignored him, thinking that as long as he didn't open his eyes, he wouldn't be the one who was embarrassed.

Qi Jun smiled and reached out to lift Xiao Meng's forehead hair up a little, "Sleep in peace, coward. If I let you down, I won't do anything."

Unexpectedly, Qi Jun is also a hidden expert in angering people.

Xiao Meng: "..."

Xiao Meng suddenly became less nervous, and even felt like a stupid goose when the girl mode was fully turned on just now.

Adhering to the life creed that a man must win, Xiao Meng slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Qi Jun, and smiled, "Well, you look very tired, and you really don't seem to be good at it. After the age of 25, your physical strength will decline. It's normal, are you 27? Pay more attention to rest. Okay, good night, go to bed early."

Qi Jun: "..."

Seeing Qi Jun's froze expression with raised eyebrows, Xiao Meng hummed the victory song of triumph in his heart contentedly, turned his back to his defeated opponent in satisfaction, and prepared to fall asleep with a happy mood.

A hand suddenly grabbed his waist from behind and dragged him into his arms forcefully. Before Xiao Meng could react, his back bumped into Qi Jun's warm chest.

Xiao Meng: "!!!"

Xiao Meng opened her eyes wide suddenly, and her heart rate broke the record in less than a few seconds after returning to normal.

Xiao Meng's voice trembled a little: "Qi Jun, you, you will wait..."

Qi Jun's heavy snort hit his ear, and he moved his hand up his pajamas to his chest, chuckled lightly, and teased in a hoarse voice beside his ear: "Your heartbeat is so fast, it can be understood that it's because you're both nervous and nervous." Looking forward to it?"