The big brother's wife is actually a rich and powerful young master

"Uncle Fu, what happened to Yan Qing's bed?"

Yin Sheng stood at the stairs of the small attic and called Uncle Fu, while Yan Qing sat in the room with his chest straight, his eyes kept looking out.

Two minutes later, when Yin Sheng came back, Yan Qing immediately walked up and asked Yin Sheng nervously, "What did Uncle Fu say?"

Yin Sheng sighed coldly: "Uncle Fu said that he thought the bed was too small, so he welded your mother's two beds together."

Not only that, Forber also added a thick layer of Simmons to the bed, and re-fixed the four legs of the bed.

In this way, two 1.2-meter small beds become a [-]-meter double bed.

Yin Sheng pursed his lips and held his forehead with one hand: "I'll go out to live first tonight."

He was about to turn around and leave when Yan Qing grabbed Yin Sheng's hand.

It was getting late, and Yin Sheng was not familiar with the surrounding area, so it was still difficult to come out.

Without hesitation, Yan Qing flickered her slender eyelashes, "It's so late, don't go out."

Yan Qing looked down at the big bed beside him: "Let's just spend the night on this bed."

Yin Sheng was speechless, just fixed his eyes on Yan Qing, rolling his Adam's apple calmly.

***

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, after Yan cleaned up, he went to the small attic and peeked in at Yin Sheng who was lying on the bed through the curtain.

He also said the words, but when it came time to be alone in the room and share the bed, Yan Qing shrank back.

He hadn't blown his hair yet, and the soft hair was still wet with drops of water dripping down. A crystal clear drop of water fell down his smooth neck into his clothes, and Yan Qing shivered for a moment.

"Yan Qing?" Yin Sheng put down the book and glanced outside.

Yan Qing couldn't scream, but there was no place to hide in the whole room, so he poked his head out and secretly observed Yin Sheng's expression: "I'm done washing."

Yin Sheng frowned, got off the bed, took the dry towel folded on the table, and placed it directly on Yan Qing's head.

As soon as Yin Sheng's hand landed on the top of Yan Qing's head, Yan Qing stood there dumbfounded as if he had been acupunctured.

The man's big hands carefully helped Yan Qing dry the water from his hair, and Yan Qing stood obediently, his fair and clean face was like a round glutinous rice ball, and Ren Yincheng rubbed it round and flattened.

"Go, go in." Yin Sheng brushed Yan Qing's broken hair casually, and after confirming that the hair would no longer drip, he let Yan Qing go to the room and sit down.

Without any explanation, he turned on the hair dryer and dried Yan Qing's hair.

The warm breath made Yan Qing's whole body limp. He straightened his back and sat on the bed, his eyes couldn't help but keep looking up.

Yin Sheng silently helped Yan Qing dry his hair.

He gently brushed Yan Qing's hair with his hands, and lifted the small hair behind Yan Qing's ears, with delicate movements, shaking the hair dryer from time to time.

Yan Qing was itchy behind his ears, shrugged slightly, and Yin Sheng turned off the hair dryer: "Too hot?"

"No." Yan Qing shook his head and smirked unconsciously, feeling that the years were peaceful.

Yin Sheng dried Yan Qing's hair little by little, rolled up the hair dryer and put it in the suitcase.

The four eyes met, and the awkward atmosphere was staged again.

Yan Qing got up awkwardly, and took out the toiletries packed in a plastic bag from his schoolbag: "I'm going down to brush my teeth and wash my face."

Yin Sheng looked at Yan Qing's fleeing back, raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I'll go too."

The two stood one after the other in the cramped bathroom brushing their teeth.

Taking advantage of his height, Yin Sheng stood behind Yan Qing, brushing his teeth and washing his face naturally.

Yan Qing stood dryly in front of Yin Sheng and brushed his teeth. The white toothpaste foam filled his mouth. He raised his eyes to stare at Yin Sheng in the mirror, and quickly finished washing.

"I'll-"

As soon as Yan Qing wanted to leave, Yin Sheng stretched out his hand to catch the water, just wrapped his arms around Yan Qing's waist, and held Yan Qing's slender waist tightly.

"Sorry, get some water." Yin Sheng withdrew his hand without changing his face.

The blush on Yan Qing's face almost dyed his ears and neck red.

"I'm going to bed first." Yan Qing took the opportunity to leave the bathroom, covered his throbbing heart, and burrowed into the bed.

He covered his body with a thick duvet, only showing a small white face, lying on the bed nervously.

Yin Sheng's footsteps were steady and strong. When he stepped on the dilapidated stairs, he could only hear the sound of "squeak" and "squeak".

Yan Qing quickly closed his eyes, turned around, and faced the small window of the attic.

The soft mattress suddenly sank down, and Yan Qing could clearly feel Yin Sheng lying beside her.

He closed his eyes tightly and counted silently from one to one hundred in his heart, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

Even though the room was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, and the surroundings seemed to be silent, Yan Qing still couldn't sleep.

Obviously this bed is the same as the bed he has slept in Yin's house countless times, and this place is obviously his home for a long time.

But why can't he fall asleep?

Yan Qing stared, looking out from the small window of the attic, the stars on the window sill were even brighter than the dim lights in the alley.

Yin Sheng behind him seemed to have turned over.

Yan Qing thought that Yin Sheng was already asleep, so he glanced back with his round eyes, but he couldn't see Yin Sheng anyway.

Yan Qing was a little curious about Yin Sheng's sleeping appearance, so he boldly turned around quietly.

"Can't sleep?"

The moment he turned over, Yan Qing met a pair of deep black pupils.

"You, you haven't slept?" Yan Qing opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Yin Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you asleep too?"

Yan Qing panicked, he couldn't tell Yin Sheng that he couldn't sleep because he was too nervous to sleep with Yin Sheng, right?

The starlight outside the window sprinkled scattered on the floor of the small attic, Yan Qing had an idea: "I, I am looking at the stars."

Seeing Yin Sheng pursed his lips in doubt, he simply asked, "What about you, why don't you sleep?"

"I'm looking at the stars too." Yin Sheng smiled.

Yan Qing was puzzled, Yin Sheng's sight was blocked by himself, he had to get up and sit on the bed to see the window, where could there be stars to look at?

Thinking about it, he pouted, and exposed Yin Sheng's "lie": "You lied to me, the window is blocked by me, how can I see the stars?"

"I'm looking at the stars in your eyes."

The sea of ​​stars in the boy's eyes suddenly shook violently, Yan Qing looked at Yin Sheng, unable to speak a word.

However, after Yin Sheng said this shocking sentence, he patted Yan Qing's arm lightly, tucked him in the quilt, and closed his eyes on his own.

Yan Qing moved his lips, stared at Yin Sheng's clear face, and suddenly remembered the "love" Chen Qing said.

If you can fall in love with someone like Yin Sheng, it should be a very good thing, right?

But when he thought that Yin Sheng was going to be with someone else, his heart felt inexplicably painful, he simply closed his eyes, and forced himself to fall asleep without thinking about anything.

***

After all, Yan Qing still had no sleep all night, he was so excited by Yin Sheng's words that his heart jumped up and down with anxiety.

It wasn't until four or five o'clock in the morning that the upper eyelids and lower eyelids were fighting, and they couldn't hold on anymore, so they fell into a deep sleep.

It was bright daylight, and when Yan woke up, the people around him were gone.

He rubbed his eyes in a daze, and found that he was lying on the bed with a "big" character on his whole body, and he immediately woke up.

Where did Yin Sheng go?Yan Qing touched the quilt next to him, and it was still warm. It seemed that Yin Sheng had just woken up.

Yan Qing opened the door with the toiletries in his hands, and from a distance, he heard chattering voices from downstairs.

"Yan Qing is still young, but he is very sensible and caring. His mother went out to support the stall, and he sat under the fried noodle stall, reading and helping to look after the stall. It's amazing."

Yin Sheng and Uncle Fang sat at the dining table and chatted about the past.

Fang Bo is a talkative person, and he can't stop talking about the past.

"But I heard from his mother that he was very naughty before he went to school, and every time he was so angry that his mother chased him with a feather duster." Fang Bo took a sip of soy milk with a smile, "Who knew that after school, he likes reading. He also calmed down and became his mother's intimate little padded jacket."

"Uncle Fang, I am my mother's bulletproof vest, not a padded jacket."

Yan Qing ran down with a smile, looked at the table full of breakfast in surprise, and asked Yin Sheng suspiciously, "Why did you buy so much breakfast?"

Yan Qing was dazzled by the quantity and variety of the breakfast on the table, and after a closer look, the logo on the package was actually sold by various breakfast shops.

Yin Sheng shook his head helplessly: "I didn't buy this."

Fang Bo raised his head proudly: "Xiao Yanqing, our neighbors bought this for you. Everyone was worried that you just came back, the refrigerator was empty and there was nothing to eat, so they bought an extra copy for you when buying breakfast."

But who knew that everyone thought so, so the breakfast at Yan Qing's family increased one by one, until it filled the entire table.

Yan Qing bent down in surprise, and was about to eat a steamed bun when Yin Sheng pressed his hand: "Go wash up first."

"Okay...wait for me, I'll come right away!"

Yan Qing hurried into the bathroom, Fang Bo couldn't help shaking his head with such vivaciousness: "Look, I'm happy when I see food."

Yin Sheng was very happy: "He's young, it's just right that he's more lively."

Fang Bo looked at Yin Sheng quietly, and waited for the sound of running water to come from the bathroom, and then asked softly, "Little Yin, don't blame me for talking too much, let me just ask, are you and Xiao Yanqing really friends?"

When Yin Sheng woke up in the morning, he wanted to help Yan Qing prepare breakfast, but he didn't know how to cook at all. When he opened the delivery software, he found that there was no business near Yan Qing's house.

Fortunately, Fang Bo was coming over with breakfast, so Yin Sheng went up to ask Fang Bo where to buy food nearby.

Although old man Fang is old, his eyes are very keen in observation.

Today's young people don't eat much in the morning, let alone help their friends to buy food.

Yin Sheng is new here, so Yan Qing must be leading the way when he wants to buy something.But Yin Sheng had prepared everything for Yan Qing in advance, and with the way the two of them talked amicably, Fang Bo felt that the relationship between the two must not be simple.

Yin Sheng has always been calm about the relationship between him and Yan Qing, but Yan Qing is not here, he can't say it directly, so he explained in another way: "We are not just friends."

"Hey, you youngsters are talking all kinds of things, I can't understand them."

"What are you talking about?" Yan Qing ran to the table, sat beside Yin Sheng, handed Yin Sheng a cup of soy milk before taking his own.

"Speaking of you, it's winter and you still wear so little, have you worn long johns?" Fang Bo couldn't help nagging when he saw Yan Qing's thin body.

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes in embarrassment, and hid behind Yin Sheng: "It's over."

But his guilty expression couldn't be hidden from Fang Bo at all.

Fang Bo snorted heavily, and stood up with his back bent: "You, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes."

Seeing this, Yan Qing hurried over to help Fang Bo: "I'll go upstairs to change later, and take you home first?"

"No, my old bones can walk." Fang Bo walked forward slowly, Yan Qing had no choice but to say goodbye to Fang Bo at the door.

The cold wind outside the door slanted into the room, and Yan Qing couldn't help but sneezed: "Ah!"

"Wear more."

A pure white down jacket was draped on Yan Qing by Yin Cheng. Yan Qing raised his head and put his hands into the down jacket. His whole body was covered by the big down jacket, like white hair that had been steamed and swelled in a cage. Steamed bun.

Yin Sheng smiled, and reached out to help Yan Qing tighten his coat.

Yan Qing shook his hands, finally stretched out four fingers, and looked at Yin Sheng quite dissatisfied: "Why is yours a windbreaker, and I am a down jacket?"

Yin Sheng snickered, but on the surface he pushed the blame lightly: "Then you have to ask Uncle Fu."

He wouldn't tell Yan Qing that he was the one who asked Uncle Fu to put more down jackets in Yan Qing's suitcase.

"Uncle Fu really treats me like a child." Yan Qing couldn't bear to disappoint others' good intentions, so he pouted and temporarily accepted this down jacket like a big white goose.

I arrived late yesterday and didn't clean up much. The two of them took out all the things in the suitcase and arranged them today.

Yan Qing opened the refrigerator in the kitchen, and there were a lot of ingredients stuffed inside, and it seemed that Uncle Fu had prepared it in advance.

He took out a white radish and a small bag of pork ribs, preparing to make a cup of radish ribs soup for Yin Sheng.

Yin Sheng was standing next to Yan Qing and waiting for him, but Yan Qing drove him to sit in front of the TV: "Sit down for a while, I'll cook the soup, and watch TV together later."

Yin Sheng was clueless looking at the TV. He glanced at Yan Qing, pulled out the remote control from the side of the TV, and pressed the power button.

Sparks flashed from the TV with a "bang". The sparks were not from the screen, but seemed to come from the back of the TV.

"Yan Qing..." Yin Sheng's steady voice suddenly became messy.

Yan Qing didn't turn her head back: "You press the remote control, and the TV will turn on."

"No." Yin Sheng stared at the TV, and before the soup on the stove boiled, the big TV had already started emitting a little black smoke.

"The TV seems to be broken."

The author has something to say: Hey~ Big guy’s sultry tricks, did you get it today~

The assist group has something to say:

Uncle Fu (smart smile): Others are locked up. I will directly weld Young Master and Young Master Yan to death.

Yin Sheng: Fu Bo doubled his year-end bonus this year.

Fang Bo: Hmph, if you want to hide it from me, the relationship between you two is not easy at first glance!

电视机：啊啊啊啊我的CP甜得我炸了！感谢在2021-05-1509:06:46~2021-05-1620:43:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Kukama, man and nature 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：人与自然38瓶；蓝天上的花35瓶；墨染红旭10瓶；Changmi8瓶；夜灵雪3瓶；谢特！（中指）、恶魔疯丫头2瓶；离小姐1瓶；

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