The gentleman, he is spoiled

Here, Yin Shuyu touched the door of Lu Qiubei's room with his mobile phone. He was about to knock on the door, but the door opened with his hand. He walked in suspiciously. The room was pitch black, with no light at all.

Yin Shuyu first went to the bedroom on the left, which was empty, then turned around and went to the opposite one. There was a big silkworm wrapped on the bed, and the sound of deep breathing echoed clearly in the room.

Yin Shuyu held his mobile phone on his waist, he was asleep, didn't he mean he was afraid?He wanted to come, but he looked at the time, and it was almost twelve o'clock, saying that the thunder and lightning were waking up the brat, so he simply took off his shoes and lay on Lu Qiubei's bed with his clothes on. beside.

Lu Qiubei had just fallen asleep not long ago, and he could still feel the side sinking, but he thought that Wen Liangcheng was afraid because he was sleepy, so he ran over by himself, lifted the quilt, turned around and rode comfortably on the side The person who originally wanted to say don’t be afraid, but after falling asleep, there is only one word left: "... be afraid"

Yin Shuyu froze, he had never experienced such a thing before, so he could only pat him on the back stiffly: "No, it's okay, how about I cover your ears?"

Hearing that Lu Qiubei was silent, he thought he had acquiesced, so he raised his hand and gently covered his ears.

In the middle of the night, when the rain subsided, he took his hand away, but his arms were sore as if he had been in a fight. There was nothing he could do about it. The brat slept so soundly that he even snored, so let him sleep on it. Forget it, after a while, Yin Shuyu's eyelids also started to fight, he turned sideways, and habitually hugged the things around him...

The next day, the rain was over and the sky was clear, and the sky outside was as clean as if it had been washed by water, but the little white flowers on the rattan chair swing were knocked off the ground, and the wind chime didn't know where it was blowing.

Qiao Huan moved his eyelids and slowly woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at Wen Liangcheng lying next to him. His eyes were exactly the same as his eyes every time he saw delicious food.

Qiao Huan was inexplicably nervous. He sat up and asked, "Little friend, are you hungry?"

Wen Liangcheng swallowed at Qiao Huan, sat cross-legged on the bed, and nodded.

"What do you want to eat?" Qiao Huan asked smoothly.

"You" Wen Liangcheng licked his lips and blurted out.

Qiao Huan's eyes were shocked, and he became sober in an instant: "What, what?"

Wen Liangcheng realized that he had accidentally expressed his thoughts, and quickly added: "Just choose a few for me."

Qiao Huan chuckled lightly: "Okay, wait for me for a while"

After finishing speaking, just as he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, Wen Liangcheng directly took his glasses from the bedside table, sat on his lap again, and smiled innocently: "Brother Huan, I'll put glasses on for you."

"Okay." Qiao Huan raised his eyebrows.

Wen Liangcheng leaned forward, saying that he was wearing glasses, but his eyes kept lingering on Qiao Huan's face, with pink bubbles popping out of his head, he really wanted to kiss him.

So after wearing half of it, Wen Liangcheng suddenly stopped, and asked seriously: "Brother Huan, are you still sleepy, do you want to go back to sleep?"

Qiao Huan took the glasses in his hand and put them on, pinched his cheeks, thinking that he hadn't slept enough, so he coaxed him, "Go wash up first, don't you have to train later?"

After finishing speaking, he picked up Wenliangcheng with one hand, and stood in front of the bed with his back facing him: "Then I will carry you to wash up, and you squint for a while."

Wen Liangcheng didn't say a word, and jumped directly onto Qiao Huan's back, restlessly touching Qiao Huan's face with both hands, pinching and tugging, even if he didn't kiss twice.Qiao Huan also let him go, but he was still a little puzzled, why did he feel that the child had become clingy a lot since he woke up.

But what Qiao Huan didn't know was that Wen Liangcheng's mind was now thinking of ways...to kiss him.

On the other side, Lu Qiubei's alarm started ringing non-stop. He frowned and slowly opened his eyes, and said lazily, "Liangcheng, it's time to wake up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Shuyu's face came into view, and the tip of their noses almost touched.

Lu Qiubei's eyes widened, and finally kicked Yin Shuyu to the ground with a flying kick, his voice was deafening: "Fuck! Why did you climb onto my bed!"

Yin Shuyu rolled around on the ground, clutching his thighs, gasping for air: "Brother, look a little bit kicked, our Yin family is almost gone."

Lu Qiubei looked irritable and confused about the situation: "Quick, explain to me!"

"I didn't come because you said you were afraid of thunder." Yin Shuyu limped and sat on the bed.

And then kicked down again...

Yin Shuyu clutched his buttocks and gritted his teeth: "Lu Qiubei! You are so sick!"

Lu Qiubei: "What nonsense is your reason? I am afraid of thunder, and I have already let you sleep all night, and you still want to sit still. Your liver hurts so beautiful!"

Yin Shuyu: "..." Butt hurts.

Later, during lunch, both of them looked absent-minded, and Qi Yu could see it, so he asked, "What's wrong with you two?"

Lu Qiubei regained his senses first: "I'm fine." Did he kick too hard this morning?

Wen Liangcheng bit his chopsticks and said sincerely, "What should I do if I really want to kiss someone?"

Several people:"......."

Lu Qiubei almost spit out a mouthful of rice, he touched Wen Liangcheng's forehead: "I don't have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about here?"

Da Pan noticed that Qi Yu was having fun, so he slapped him on the back of the head: "Tell me, did you instill some bad ideas in Liangcheng again?"

Qi Yu suppressed a smile: "I don't have one."

At night, Qiao Huan sat on the sofa and flipped through magazines, but he always felt that something was wrong. Finally, he glanced at the person next to him who didn't blink, coughed twice and asked, "Kid, Are you hungry again?"

Wen Liangcheng held Qiao Huan's shoulders with both hands, and his eyes were bright: "Enen, I want to eat chocolate cake." His gaze was still fixed on Qiao Huan's side face.

Qiao Huan frowned, why did he feel that the kid looked at him like he was staring at a piece of chocolate cake, he poked Wen Liangcheng on the forehead: "Wait here for a while, I'll get it for you"

Wen Liangcheng held his chin and looked at Qiao Huan's back. To him, Qiao Huan was like a piece of cake that he could never finish eating, but the torment was that he could only sneak up on this piece of cake when he was asleep. One bite, but he can't be found, because he is afraid that if this piece of cake knows that he is secretly eating him, what if he runs away again? After all, his cake has long legs, and he can't catch up if he runs away. It will definitely be sad for a lifetime.

He'd rather sneak a bite now and then, like he can hold back his greed but can't stand him leaving him.

And he doesn't want his cake to run away and be eaten by others, he is professional in food protection.