The gentleman, he is spoiled

Qiao Huan stood by and watched Wen Liangcheng earnestly make the bed for him, and asked with a dark face, "Can I really only sleep on the ground?"

"I slept dishonestly for fear of kicking you, and I made you a soft bed, which was more comfortable than the bed." Wen Liangcheng reached out to get a pillow from the bed.

After the pavement was finished, Wen Liangcheng yawned a long time ago, and climbed onto the bed on all hands and feet. Just as he was about to turn off the light, he saw that Qiao Huan's face was still a little pale.

He thought for a while, then moved the pillow to the side of the bed, laid his furry head on the pillow, reached out and took off Qiao Huan's glasses and put them on the bed, then moved his body to the side of the bed again, and passed his hand over: "Brother Huan you sleep holding my hand"

Qiao Huan looked at Wen Liangcheng's hanging hand, and gently held it, with a smile in his eyes.

Wen Liangcheng rubbed the back of Qiao Huan's hand with his fingers soothingly, but he was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes, so he could turn off the light by the bed and fell asleep in a second.

But not long after he fell asleep, he felt someone pulling his hand. It was the familiar voice, except for a little trembling: "Little friend, I think there are sounds in the bathroom."

Wen Liangcheng sighed in the darkness, struggled to get up and turn on the light, he didn't want to open his eyes at all, let alone move: "Where...there is a sound...."

However, Wen Liangcheng was forced to get out of bed and go to the bathroom under someone's repeated demands. Qiao Huan followed Wen Liangcheng and held his hand tightly.

In the bathroom, Wen Liangcheng realized that the sound of water dripping on the floor was caused by the shower not being turned off tightly.

In a daze, Wen Liangcheng tightened the switch, and dragged someone back to the bedroom.

Two people sat cross-legged on the bed, and the other sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at each other.

Wen Liangcheng looked at Qiao Huan with sleepy tears: "Brother Huan, how can you not be afraid?"

Qiao Huan rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then looked up and down: "Open your hands."

Wen Liangcheng was about to fall asleep, he groaned twice, opened his hands with his head drooping: "...um...and then..."

Qiao Huan hooked the corners of his mouth, grabbed the quilt that Wen Liangcheng was sitting on with both hands, and pulled the person and the quilt off the bed with force.

Wen Liangcheng was unprepared to startle, and by the time he realized it, he had already thrown himself into Qiao Huan's arms, and subconsciously wrapped his hands around Qiao Huan's neck.

Qiao Huan hugged the soft ball in his arms contentedly, and rested his chin on Wen Liangcheng's neck. The sweet coconut milk smelled so good: "This way I won't be afraid."

Wen Liangcheng's current brain consciousness is already in a state of shutting down. His whole mind is that I want to sleep. I really want to sleep. With Qiao Huan's hair, the little milk's voice sounded sleepy: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sleep..." The voice became smaller and smaller.

When it fell off, a button of Wen Liangcheng's pajamas was torn open, and the collar was tilted to the shoulders, revealing a beautiful neckline connected to the white collarbone, with a touch of pink, which undoubtedly had a strong visual impact on Qiao Huan .

Qiao Huan's throat was a little tight, his slender phoenix eyes were stained with a tinge of red, the corners of his lips curled into a smile, and he slowly approached, panting for heat, gently kissed his side neck, stretched out the soft tip of his tongue, Sugar is a million times sweeter...

Then someone went to take a cold shower.

Then he came back and looked at Wen Liangcheng who was lying on the ground stretched out, looked at his neck, the corners of his mouth were raised, and the smile in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Qiao Huan brushed his hair, carried him to the bed very lightly, and then obediently went back to the bedroom with his quilt in his arms. If he didn't go back, he might have to spend the rest of the night in the bathroom. Just take the cool breeze...

On the second day of waiting, Wen Liangcheng slept until the sun was three poles before waking up again. He stretched comfortably, pulled on his slippers, and thought to himself, he must never let Brother Huan watch horror movies in the future, otherwise he will be tossed Definitely yourself.

Wen Liangcheng stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, rubbed his eyes, was about to fetch water and brush his teeth, subconsciously glanced at the mirror, and felt that something was wrong, he moved a little closer, pulled his collar, and found that there was something wrong with his neck. It's red, where is it knocked?

"What are you looking at? Come out for breakfast soon after washing up." Qiao Huan leaned against the door frame.

"Brother Huan, look why I'm so popular." Wen Liangcheng stretched his neck and leaned in front of Qiao Huan.

Qiao Huan coughed twice, and pushed his glasses calmly: "Last night, there seemed to be mosquitoes."

Wen Liangcheng suddenly realized: "Oh~ I said I felt a bit itchy on my neck last night. I thought I was dreaming. It turned out to be a mosquito."

"Ahem, I made you a small cake." Qiao Huan suppressed the corner of his mouth.

When Wen Liangcheng heard this, he didn't have the time to think about the mosquito problem anymore, so he hurriedly brushed his teeth, washed his face and sat obediently in front of the dining table, holding a small fork and looking at Qiao Huan expectantly.

As soon as the cake was served, before the doorbell rang, Wen Liangcheng frowned and ran to open the door.

The visitor was dressed in a high-end black suit, with a silver brooch pinned to his chest, with heroic features, serious sword eyebrows and star eyes.

"You, who are you looking for?" Seeing that it was a stranger, Wen Liangcheng took a step back calmly.

Yin Shuyu looked at the overly pretty child in front of him with a grinning face: "Yo, can you still stand up?"

Wen Liangcheng was at a loss, thinking in his heart, I'm not a cripple, why can't I stand up, it's inexplicable.

"Go and eat cake first." Qiao Huan pulled Wen Liangcheng behind him with a gentle voice.

Seeing that it was someone Qiao Huan knew, Wen Liangcheng didn't say anything else.

"How dare you come here?" Qiao Huan leaned against the shoe cabinet in the entrance with a cold face.

Yin Shuyu closed the door smoothly: "Hey, it's not natural for you to say that, just say whether you entered his bedroom last night or not?"

Qiao Huan ignored him and went straight to the kitchen to squeeze juice for Wenliang City.

Yin Shuyu naturally sat opposite Wen Liangcheng, tapped his fingers on the table, continued to look at him, and finally his eyes stopped on his neck, and then his eyes changed.

Wen Liangcheng silently picked up his own little cake, and hurriedly ran behind Qiao Huan to continue eating.

"Huan, Brother Huan, who is this?" Wen Liangcheng asked in a low voice.

Qiao Huan rubbed Wen Liangcheng's hair, handed the fresh juice to his hand, and said lightly, "That scumbag who cheated money"

Wen Liangcheng's eyes suddenly became unfriendly when he heard about Yin Shuyu, but he still followed Qiao Huan's ass.

After going out, Yin Shuyu's eyes stopped on Wen Liangcheng's neck, and then turned to Qiao Huan meaningfully.

Seeing this, Wen Liangcheng stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth, struggled for a while, and slowly moved in front of Qiao Huan, protecting him behind him, raising his chin: "You, what are you looking at!"

Qiao Huan looked at the child with fierce milk and fierce milk, almost laughed out loud, and raised his eyelids to look at Yin Shuyu and said, "Yes, can you see me?"

Yin Shuyu: "..."