Huang Heyuan was buried in Bai Yunjian's chest muscles, crying weakly, Bai Yunjian rubbed his head in his arms, and smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Brother Yuan, it sounds so good when you cry." It seemed like a sincere compliment.

Huang Heyuan sobbed twice, pouted his lips to suppress the crying.

"It's also pretty." Bai Yunjian grabbed his hair, his five fingers formed into claws, rua rua,

"Look up and let me see."

"...Don't lift it," she burrowed into Bai Yunjian's arms, "Do you really like to see me cry?"

Bai Yunjian nodded calmly and generously, "En."

Huang Heyuan was speechless, only his stomach growled.

Bai Yunjian raised his hand to touch his soft belly, and said with a light smile, "Let me see, Brother Yuan."

"No, you're the pervert." Huang Heyuan threw himself on the bed, pouted his buttocks and hid in the quilt, covered his face, Bai Yunjian also rushed up, lifted the corner of the quilt and burrowed in.At this time, he heard a buzzing sound? He didn't know if it was a mobile phone or a massage/stick.

After a few seconds, the buzzing sound stopped abruptly, and Bai Yunjian said "Hello"?.

The takeaway has arrived! ! !Huang Heyuan immediately lifted the quilt, shook out his hair, looked at Bai Yunjian humbly a few times, and hung up the phone.

"The takeaway is here, I'll go downstairs to get it."

Bai Yunjian was wearing an extremely cool white nightdress, not even wearing underwear. Only he could see this kind of appearance!Huang Heyuan hurriedly stopped, "I'll go!"

Putting on the mask, Huang Heyuan went downstairs to get the takeaway. The delivery boy also wore a mask and gloves, and got the takeaway from a safe distance, which was heavy.

What a great day to be able to eat takeout!Huang Heyuan stood downstairs, looking up at the sky.The blue sky was like a wash, with chubby white clouds floating there.

For a while, he dared not look up at the sky.Because every cloud reminds him of the white clouds, so white, so soft, so far away.However, he won't do it now, when he sees the cloud, he feels a delicate joy in his heart, like drizzle falling on his heart, itching.

Huang Heyuan couldn't wait to go upstairs with pickled cabbage fish, opened the door, Bai Yunjian leaned on the sofa, opened a can of Coke with one hand, and smiled lazily at him.Huang Heyuan's heart immediately itched even more.

But the empty stomach reminded him that if he messed around with Bai Yunjian again, he might faint on him.Since ancient times, there is only a dizzy wife, but no husband who is dizzy from hunger. He cannot become No. 1 in history.

He quickly opened the takeaway box, and the aroma of pickled fish wafted away. Both of them were hungry, so there was not much to talk about, and they sat and ate fish.

Huang Heyuan's mouth was teased by Bai Yunjian, and he pouted, "This fish is not as good as you gave last time? The fish porridge I made is delicious."

"Yeah." Bai Yunjian nodded, "The fish in the stream are firmer. Next time you come back with me, I'll make it for you. You eat."

"Okay." Huang Heyuan took a sip of his milk expectantly, "Why don't you just pass it by in a few days, if I wait until work resumes, I won't have time to go."

"Alright." Bai Yunjian swallowed a mouthful of rice slowly, "Just go back and look at the chicken."

Huang Heyuan remembered the interesting experience of picking eggs last time, and said longingly: "They should have laid a lot of eggs!"

Bai Yunjian ruthlessly broke his fantasy, "Probably all of them were eaten by the coach who lives there."

Huang Heyuan: "..."

Although there are no eggs to pick up, Huang Heyuan is still looking forward to it, "Then when shall we go back?"

Bai Yunjian thought for a while, and said solemnly: "Wait until my hair grows well. It's uncomfortable, and it will affect my walking."

Huang Heyuan: "..."

After lunch, it was already a little over. After packing up his things, Bai Yunjian lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone. He took a comic from the bookshelf and sat on the sofa to read it.

It's "Detective Conan" manga. I haven't read it for many years. I have forgotten who the murderer is. I read it again and still enjoy it. Huang Heyuan finished one book and put it back to find the next one.The order was out of order, and after a long search, I found a tattered notebook in the corner of the bookshelf.

What's this?What's in his bookshelf? Since when is this thing?The inside pages of the notebook were yellowed, and when I opened the first page, there was a line in big characters: Class 21, the peerless handsome guy Huang Heyuan.

Huang Heyuan: "..."

He remembered, this is his English notebook.

Sure enough, when I turned to the last few pages, there were still stickers full of beautiful girls changing clothes.Seven years have passed, and the glue on the stickers is no longer sticky. When the paper is flipped, the stickers fall on the carpet like autumn leaves.

Huang Heyuan knelt down to pick up the stickers, put them back one by one, and asked Bai Yunjian, "Yun Jiang, do you know how Yan Hui is doing?"

"Brother Hui is not bad, he was rated as a provincial special-grade teacher last year." Bai Yunjian thought for a while, and added, "It's just that his hair is getting less and less."

"Haha," Huang Heyuan was happy, patted his English notebook, put it back properly, threw himself on the bed and rolled over, "Yun sauce, I want to see Yan Hui and see how much hair he has left. I want to Go back to No. [-] Middle School and our classroom, take a look."

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