After being seized by the pillow man

The lights in the room were dimmed, and a moon-like warm yellow light illuminated the room. The bedding was messed up by what happened just now. Those folds piled up together, and the texture levels between the ravines looked like a decadent flower.

Yin Yansheng stared blankly and gasped for breath, as if he hadn't woken up from the feeling just now, like a stranded fish, now covered in mud, unable to swim anymore.

Xi Han stretched out his hand to help him wipe off the sweat on his forehead, the sweat on his fingertips looked a little shiny under the light, he wiped some with his fingers, then lowered his head and kissed Yin Yansheng.

His voice fell almost at the same time as his kiss: "Are you tired?"

Yin Yansheng closed his eyes and shook his head slowly.

Xi Han hugged him lightly, and the two of them were close to each other. He moved his palms to his waist and pressed gently to relax, and then said, "I'm leaving for a few days."

The voice is very low, with a hint of hoarseness, and it is extraordinarily clear in this space where there is only panting.

Yin Yansheng closed his eyes for a while, and said calmly when he spoke again: "How long will it take?"

"Three to five days." Xi Han said, then bowed his head and kissed his forehead again.

Yin Yan said 'um'.

He might be a little sleepy, he snorted from a nasal sound and didn't speak again.

Xi Han stroked his hair slowly, the hair under his palm was very soft, smooth and comfortable to the touch, he didn't know what he thought of, and said slowly: "Be healthy these few days, I'll be back soon. "

Yin Yansheng said: "I have been fine when you are not around."

As soon as the words came out, he regretted a little.

Because this sentence sounds like a complaint, like something said in ancient times when Baqiao said goodbye to willows.

With some secret hypocrisy: Look, I'm fine if you're not here.

Xi Han froze for a moment, then continued to stroke his hair as if nothing had happened, and said in a gentle tone: "Well, take care of yourself."

Yin Yan said yes.

After a while, Yin Yansheng got up to take a shower.

He has a kind of attachment to this kind of thing, both before and after the event, no matter how tired he is, he has to cheer up.

At the same time, there is also a kind of thinking of straight men, that is: I have to take a bath by myself.

In the past, Xi Han offered to carry him to the bathroom, but Yin Yansheng rejected him completely.

The two of them returned to the clean bed after cleaning up, taking advantage of Xi Han's change of the sheets during this period of time, and now the two of them lay down together and embraced each other to sleep.

Xi Han hugged the man to his side, then kissed his forehead to say goodnight.

He reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, and slowly fell into sleep.

There was a leisurely atmosphere in Anshi in the early morning, slowly waking up in the early morning, Feng Yiran was waiting for the flight to Kyoto in the inner room of the airport.

From Kyoto, Anjo, three hours.

After Feng Yiran had a sleepy breakfast on the plane, he arrived in Kyoto at nine o'clock in the morning.

There was someone at the airport to meet him, Feng Yiran sat in the back seat and asked the driver, "Who's back at home?"

The driver said: "Mrs. and Mr. are here, and have not gone to the old house yet."

The wife and husband he was talking about were Feng Yiran's parents, and the old man of the Jiang family had notified the family banquet a month in advance, so they had to be there.

Feng Yiran rubbed his forehead, and suddenly asked as if thinking of something: "Where's Jiang Yu? Where is he now?"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. After a few seconds of silence, a voice came from the other side: "Are you back?"

Feng Yiran said: "I'm used to hearing your voice waking up in a dream in the middle of the night, but I'm still not used to it when I hear such an angry voice."

There were two laughs over there, a little helpless.

Feng Yiran said: "Forget it, we will meet and talk later, and see you in the old house later."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and told the driver: "Jiang's old house."

The driver drove the car to the old house.

The architecture of the Jiang family’s old house is actually different from the grand atmosphere of the capital. Instead, it has the flavor of a courtyard in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. The entrance gate faces south, and there is a pair of stone lions at the entrance.

Feng Yiran went in familiarly, there was an osmanthus tree in front of the courtyard, white pines were planted on both sides, there was a small bridge and flowing water in the courtyard, the flower windows were patterned with begonias, and entering the moon arched gate was the garden within the garden.

Grandma Xi was originally from Suzhou, but she still liked the architecture of her hometown after she married here, so the construction of the old house also has a bit of Soviet-style charm.

He entered from the corridor, and saw a person sitting in the octagonal pavilion from a distance, under the pavilion was rippling blue waves, the person sitting in the pavilion had clear eyes, less cold than Xi Han, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with a bit of a smile, He is a person who easily wins the favor of others.

Feng Yiran walked over and sat down: "Jiang Yu, when did you come back?"

Jiang Yu nodded his forehead with his hand, turned around and said with a smile, "I just came back."

Seeing him feeding the fish food, Feng Yiran squeezed a handful and sprinkled it out.

He watched the koi at the bottom of the water scrambling for food, then glanced into the distance, and couldn't help but sigh slightly: "What do you want to eat this time?"

Having no choice but to lose again, Feng Yiran didn't dare to talk about other skills, but he could still do it if he was willing to bet and admit defeat.

It's not that I can't afford to pay for a meal.

Jiang Yu really thought about it for a while, and then said: "I don't know, you have lost too many times, I have eaten in all the restaurants in the capital."

Jiang Yu gambled with Feng Yiran since he was a child, and the winner would treat him to a meal. The number of times Feng Yiran ate Jiang Yu was very few.

Feng Yiran was silent for a few seconds, then grabbed a handful of fish food and sprinkled it out.

The koi in front of them are all dumbfounded, they only have round mouths to peck at food, and their tails swing from time to time, looking a little cute.

Feng Yiran was cured strangely.

He looked at Jiang Yu, and suddenly said, "Have you met Xi Han's lover?"

There are seven children in Jiang's family, and the eldest brother Jiang Boran was the first to get married. There has been no happy event in Jiang's family for several years, and the rest of them either plan to get married or have no friends.

When it came to Xi Han's place, it was even more sudden, and she went to marry someone without making a sound.

Jiang Yu said, "I've seen the photos."

That is, I have never seen a real person.

Feng Yiran couldn't help shaking his head and sighed: "To be honest, I never thought he was really married."

How to get married? !

Xi Han has never dated a friend, how could he have thought that it would be the first time to fall in love.

Nuwa, who has a big gap between falling in love and getting married, may not be able to mend it. I thought it was a love affair, but who would have thought that it would really bear fruit.

Jiang Yu glanced at Feng Yiran. The latter looked gentle with glasses on. He said helplessly, "Isn't this obvious?"

How obvious is this? !

Seeing Feng Yiran's shocked expression, Jiang Yu didn't know what to think of, and said, "Thirteen hours of long-distance flight, he flew alone for three years in such a lazy way, and read documents on the plane when he was short of time. , How much contribution has he made to aviation with his own efforts, if this is not enough..."

He didn't say the rest, but Feng Yiran understood what he meant.

If it doesn't work like this, I will become a VIP for nothing.

Feng Yiran thought for a while and said, "Then how many people in the family know about this? Do me, Jiang Tian, ​​you, grandma and the old man know?"

The stone carvings in the distance separate the water and trees, and the vegetation behind the corridor is trimmed more meticulously. From Jiang Yu's perspective, there is a bit of beauty that still holds a pipa half-hidden. He doesn't know what he thought of, but there is a touch of nostalgia in his eyes Means: "The few people you mentioned know it."

Basically, when Grandma Xi celebrated her birthday four years ago, there was a small banquet in the courtyard. The people who came at that time knew Grandma Xi. A lady said that she wanted to introduce a friend to Xi Han, but he said bluntly. I am already married.

He didn't even have any hypocrisy, and he refused with the best words to stop the mouth of the victim.

Grandma Xi was still there at that time, and this old man always treated Xi Han differently from others. Even after knowing that his grandson was lying, he just gave him a helpless look, and only smiled and said that he hadn't said anything.

Seeing Feng Yiran's still ignorant eyes, Jiang Yu clicked: "Technology University Centennial Celebration."

Feng Yiran suddenly understood.

Four years ago, Grandma Xi suddenly went to the University of Technology to attend a school celebration. At that time, people in the family were very surprised. It was not her alma mater, not a school sponsored by Jiang, so she went to Ancheng to do something.

He couldn't help laughing: "It's just because of that bit of vinegar that I'm full of that dumpling."

Jiang Yu also hooked her lips: "Grandma has always loved him."

The heart in the chest cavity is not born in the center. The fate between people is really amazing. Some people are naturally closer to others. Although a bowl of water on Grandma Xi’s face can be flat, but In the subconscious, there is also the most beloved.

Feng Yiran covered his forehead and smiled: "So that's how it is."

In fact, at this age, I know in my heart which child the elder parents love the most. If I say that I was jealous when I was a child, it is okay to say that, I will be relieved a long time ago.

Feng Yiran didn't have any taste or discomfort, but he just didn't understand: "Why didn't Xi Han bring his lover back?"

This is also what he can't figure out.

Jiang Yu knocked on the pillar on the pavilion, and the sound he made was a bit dull.

He didn't answer directly, but said: "Do you still remember why he left home?"

"Isn't that because I had a fight with Jiang...cough cough, uncle?" Jiang Yu stared at him with a half-smile, Feng Yiran hastily changed his words.

Xi Han was not with Grandma Xi when she passed away, and she missed the funeral when she came back. She was already in a bad mood, but Jiang Huimin and this son had always been at odds. resigned.

After handing over the work, he left directly and settled down in Ancheng since then.

Jiang Yu said: "I still remember when he first came to Jiang's house. He was about seven years old, as tall as this stone table."

"At this moment, grandma asked him how his studies were. He first said it was okay, but after seeing me, he said reluctantly. He had this kind of thought at that time. How can he ignore his future because of a quarrel with Jiang Huimin? ?”

Now the words are basically clear.

It is also clear who used whom as a shield once.

Looking at Feng Yiran's face, Jiang Yu knew that he had understood, looked at the distant scenery and said, "We have known each other for more than 20 years, and he hasn't revealed a word to me."

Feng Yiran licked his lips: "He didn't tell me either."

Jiang Yu sighed: "Now do you know why he didn't bring his lover home? In his eyes, only grandma is his family, and the rest..."

Because there is no need, in Xi Han's heart, only grandma is his family, his elder, and the one who needs blessings the most. As for Jiang Huimin, that is not within his consideration at all.

Not to mention the mother, the current Mrs. Jiang has no children and no support, and she doesn't know where her real mother is. Who should I bring Yin Yansheng back to see?

As for Jiang Yu, Jiang Tianfeng Yiran and the others, they are the next generation. They can only bring their lover back to meet their parents, and if they have never heard of it, they will bring them back to see their elder brothers and younger brothers.

It's not an object, do you want to show it off to everyone?

Feng Yiran understood, and looked at Jiang Yu with admiration: "No wonder you bet with me that he will go home alone this time."

Jiang Yu smiled lightly: "Actually, there is one more thing."

In this empty octagonal pavilion, the sound of the breeze can be heard all around. The leaves of a ginkgo tree in Jiang's old house have all turned yellow, and there is a rustling sound when it is blown. Occasionally, a few fallen leaves float down faintly, rippling fall to the water.

Jiang Yu's voice resounded together with the wind: "Xi Han is not in love with anyone else."

"I have known him for more than 20 years, and he has never spoken out."

The Jiang family's family banquet was grand this time. Feng Yiran arrived at the old house a few days earlier, but Xi Han was different. He was still wandering around in Ancheng.

Xi Han has been pestering Yin Yansheng for the past few days, knowing that he has to leave for a few days, he will hold him down until he is full, and Yin Yansheng will let him go at this time, in fact, his temperament has always been like this, and he will not be able to do it after opening his mouth Rejecting people will not complain of being tired or sleepy, so Xi Han is like a fish in water.

In the end, Xi Han reckoned that enough was enough to stop.

It was Yin Yansheng who sent him to the airport. The two had walked this road countless times over the years. Yin Yansheng got off the car after sending him to the airport, and waited with Xi Han.

Xi Han didn't bring any luggage, and his hands were empty. If he was in a hidden place, he would have hugged Yin Yansheng and let him sit on his lap.

But he didn't have it this time, there were quite a lot of people around him, and the kid Yin Yansheng was thin-skinned, so it would be inappropriate to hug people.

The two sat together, and there was always a kind of warmth when they parted. Yin Yansheng didn't say anything, but he seemed a little silent.

Xi Han sighed in his heart, put his arms around him, and whispered in his ear: "I'll just go for a few days, it won't be too long."

Yin Yansheng's eyes were black and white. He was wearing a thin sweater with a high collar. The jawline on the side of his face was clear and clear. With his slender fingers resting on his knees, he gave a slow 'hmm'.

His character is like this, he can always accept everything. When other children still use crying and tears to achieve their goals, he has already given up this method.

People say that a crying child has milk to eat, but Yin Yansheng never cried since he was a child.

He has a very sober feeling in love: he won't act like a baby or lose his temper, and his first reaction when encountering a problem is not to ask for help, but to solve everything by himself.

Just like now, in fact, he was very reluctant, but he hadn't said it out yet.

Because it's useless to talk about it, and you can't stop him from leaving because of reluctance, even if you say it, it's useless, so Yin Yansheng stopped talking.

There may be another habit. The first time Xi Han left him, he didn't express his reluctance to leave, and he couldn't express it in the next few years.

Xi Han looked at Yin Yansheng, then stretched out his arms to hug him again.

"I am leaving."

Yin Yan said yes.

He stood there until the figure disappeared before turning around and leaving.

Three hours later, when Xi Han got off the plane, he saw Jiang Yu.

In fact, Jiang Yu is very conspicuous, standing in the crowd is the conspicuous one, seeing Xi Han, Jiang Yu waved: "Here."

The two went out together.

Jiang Yu drove the car, and it was quite a distance from the airport expressway to Jiang's house. He sat in the car and chatted with Xi Han: "Everyone at home has arrived."

Uncle, aunt, and Mrs. Jiang Huimin's family are all here, and Xi Han is almost the latest.

Xi Han took a sip of water, and now he felt some symptoms of tinnitus, so he couldn't help but tilt his head: "Is sister-in-law there?"

The big brother Jiang Boran's divorce was the reason for this family banquet. It's funny to say that Jiang Boran never thought that he would have a divorce. After Du Shidan's hot search, his assistant and manager knew about it. Netizens know that Jiang Boran was the last to know that he was unilaterally dumped.

Jiang Yu said: "My sister-in-law said that there is an announcement and the schedule cannot be adjusted."

These words are just an excuse, Du Shidan has already made up his mind, and now he is deliberately avoiding Jiang Boran.

After talking, the two arrived at Jiang's old house.

Xi Han came here when he was seven years old, and has lived here since then, and now he goes to his room familiarly.

He stopped here for a while, and after a while, he was invited by his aunt at home to start.

Walking to the hall and taking their seats one by one, the Jiang family's long table was full of fourteen people.

The old man of the Jiang family, at the head, is [-] and [-] this year, well maintained, his hair is a kind of gray, his eyes are not cloudy like usual at this age, and he still looks solemn and energetic.

At this time, he was wearing a brocade dark red Tang suit, with a red sandalwood bracelet on his left hand, which was covered by the cuffs of the clothes, which could only be revealed during movements.

Xi Han glanced at his left hand calmly, then slowly looked away.

It was Grandma Xi's old thing.

Jiang Yu helped the old man to sit down. The old man glanced at the family members at this table, and said with a smile: "I feel hurt in my stomach since I beat Shujun, and I always have a feeling that time is running out. It's okay to call you now." It’s a get-together, lest one day I go and feel uneasy.”

The table was filled with comforting words, Jiang's aunt and uncle hurriedly said, "Father, what are you talking about? How do you say such depressing words in a happy life?"

Jiang Huimin also laughed, and he raised his voice and said, "Dad, you are in good health."

His "Dad" sounded a lot closer to his father, as if deliberately proving something.

In fact, it is true, Jiang Huimin is the youngest child of the old man, he neglected to discipline him, and now he is the most ineffective one.

There is no real power in the company, and they live on some dividends.

The eldest wife of the Jiang family is now in her 50s and is Jiang Boran's biological mother. She is holding her little granddaughter, Du Shidan's daughter, by her hand.

She smiled and squeezed her granddaughter's hand. The five-year-old girl understood, and ran over to lie on the old man's lap: "Grandpa Zeng, you are in good health. You will live a long life than Nanshan."

The child has a milky voice, and has inherited the good looks of his biological mother, so the sweet smile with crooked eyebrows is extremely lovely.

Mr. Jiang stroked her hair affectionately, and sighed, "Ruru is so good."

Ruru's smile became sweeter and sweeter.

Jiang Huimin was a little unconvinced, and glanced at his sons. Jiang Yu was watching with a smile, and Xi Han also had a smile on his lips. The two of them are better at pretending than the other, and they are better than anyone else in their work. .

Especially Xi Han, who is no longer so perverse towards him now, and looks a little shy when he lowers his eyes.

Jiang Huimin snorted coldly, turned his head to look at Jiang Tian again, Jiang Tian liked children, and was looking at this little niece happily.

Jiang Huimin set his sights on Jiang Tian.

Among the dozen or so people here, apart from Jiang Boran's daughter, Jiang Tian is the youngest.

He stepped on Jiang Tian lightly under the table, and signaled with his eyes: Say something soon.

Jiang Tian looked at him innocently, dumbfounded.

Jiang's father was so angry that he was half dead, and felt that he had given birth to a log.

Mr. Jiang also laughed. After a while, the kitchen brought up the prepared dishes. As soon as the steaming Huaiyang dishes were on the table, you could smell the delicious aroma. I am happy, let me stay for a few more days.

Mr. Jiang looked at Ruru, and suddenly said, "Ruru, do you miss your mother?"

Ruru didn't know how to answer for a while.

No matter how alert she is, she is only five years old. Of course she misses her mother in her heart, but she always has some concerns in her heart. She subconsciously looks in Jiang Boran's direction, thinking about what to say.

Children are very sensitive, she can know the things between parents, and sometimes even when parents quarrel, they will feel a sense of guilt.

Mr. Jiang took her actions into his eyes, and said softly: "Don't worry about anything, just tell Grandpa Zeng directly."

Ruru whispered, "I miss... Mom."

As she said that, she lowered her head, and added as if she was afraid that she had done something wrong: "I miss my father when my mother is around."

I miss my dad when my mom is around, and I miss my mom when my dad is around.

This also corresponds to the fact that parents are rarely by their side at the same time.

Mr. Jiang was still smiling, stroked Ruru's hair and said good.

He glanced at Jiang Boran, and then said: "Since today is a family banquet, we don't talk about business, just talk about your respective marriages."

The 70-year-old man paused on Xi Han and Jiang Boran, and then looked away: "Everyone is old and young, you should marry what you should marry, and bring joy to the Jiang family."

The five people in the right age naturally nodded and said yes.

Since Xi Han came to this table, he didn't talk much. After the meal, he just tasted a few mouthfuls of boiled dried shredded rice, and then he scooped up a bowl of soup to drink, looking dull.

After eating a meal, Mr. Jiang went back to his room to rest. Before leaving, he glanced at Jiang Boran. The latter understood and followed him.

He didn't dare to go in directly, so he sat in the courtyard and waited.

The rest of the players hadn't finished yet, the uncle of the Jiang family said they wanted to play cards, the aunt of the Jiang family also had the same idea, and Mrs. Jiang's second wife called Xi Han to form a game.

Xi Han knows how to play, and he is playing with his elders. The uncle of the Jiang family is the banker, starting counterclockwise.

Jiang's aunt loves to play with this, and once met the Nine Treasures Lotus Lantern, she took out her mobile phone and took a picture.

Uncle Jiang took a look and said with a smile that this card was rare.

Mrs. Jiang Er said with a smile that the nine-year life of the Nine-Treasure Lotus Lantern would not be confused, and a group of people laughed together.

Xi Han has been smiling since he came to this table. He has lost and won, but after all, he still loses a lot.

At the poker table, one family cried and the other laughed, and Xi Han was the one who cried.

But also, playing with the elders, it is not easy to win and it is not easy to lose.

It's been more than an hour since several rounds, Jiang Boran came in here, and said to Xi Han, "The old man called you."

Xi Han laughed and said that he couldn't play anymore, and went directly to Mr. Jiang's room.

The sun was setting outside, and the sun was falling from the clouds, and when it fell on his body, his eyes were full of tenderness and tenderness. The smile on his face faded at this time, as if everything just now was just a kind of mask, and now it has been removed after the show is over. Some, naked. Revealing some quiet inside.

From the poker room to Mr. Jiang's house, after a few minutes' journey, he adjusted himself, entered the room and said, "Mr. Jiang, you are looking for me."

He had a just right smile on his face, and when his brows and eyes were lowered, he covered the thoughts in his eyes, and he looked cute.

Mr. Jiang smiled and nodded on the chessboard in front of him: "I heard that you were still playing cards just now. I wonder if you still have the heart to play a game with me?"

The chessboard in front of him is an endgame, black and white pieces are fighting together, and the two sides are inseparable. Xi Han glanced at it and said with a smile: "I'm too young to play this game with you."

At the end, he paused for a while: "Jiang Yu knows how to play this, why don't I call him over to accompany you?" The old man of the Jiang family has always regarded Jiang Yu highly.

Mr. Jiang looked at the grandson in front of him. He had a tall figure and a cold face, and there was a smile on his face when he spoke. The whole person seemed to be separated by mountains and fog. Although he was smiling, it was difficult to get close to others.

He dialed the bracelet subconsciously: "Forget it, I won't force you if you don't want to play."

Xi Han didn't make a sound.

The old man of Jiang's family looked at Yun Juan and Yun Shu outside the sky, and his voice contained imperceptible fatigue: "I know what you are thinking, you are sad that you didn't send grandma away for the last time, and you blame this family."

How could there be so many accidents, why it happened that Xi Han couldn't come back.

They don't believe in these accidents, they are just intentional.

When Grandma Xi was alive, she loved Xi Han the most. There were rumors that this old house would be reserved for Xi Han.

Rather than worrying about being few, Xi Han knew that he had run into the interests of the Jiang family.

Any of the six people of the same age, even aunt and uncle, could do it.

That was a lesson in temptation.

Xi Han took a breath, as if he was enduring some kind of pain, his eye sockets were covered with moisture for a moment, then he slowly opened his eyes as if he was suppressing some emotion, he just said slowly: "No."

Mr. Jiang closed his eyes: "You are a decisive person. I won't stop you from doing what you want. If you say you want to rest, you can take a good rest. When you have enough rest, you can do whatever you want."

Saying that, he went to take out a small box from the inner room and signaled Xi Han to open it.

The brocade box is exquisite and simple, with a layer of bright yellow cloth inside, and a white jade pendant on it, tied with a red string.

Mr. Jiang looked at the pendant, and tenderness flashed in his eyes: "This is what your grandma left for your lover. I thought you could bring him back this time, so I wanted to give it to him with my own hands..." He paused for a while. Paused: "Forget it, you give him the same."

Xi Han raised his head, and the surprise that was not hidden in his eyes clearly flashed.

Mr. Jiang said: "When you got married, you analyzed a series of advantages and disadvantages for me. Aren't you afraid that I won't agree?"

He stroked the bracelet with his fingertips and said, "I'm not so feudal yet, and I can't do such a thing as beating mandarin ducks with sticks."

"Since you are living with others, you should live well and don't imitate your elder brother."

Xi Han took the box and nodded in response.

Now his heart seems to be soaked in a kind of warm water, and those full emotions are clogged in his heart, sour and astringent, which makes people move.

Mr. Jiang said: "If you have a chance, you can bring him back and burn incense for your grandma."

After leaving the house, Xi Han went to his room to put down his things. There were six rooms in the Jiang family's old house except for the nanny and the security guard.

After going out, I went to the card room, where my aunt and uncle had already left, and the Jiang family members were sitting together, drinking tea and drinking here and there.

Seeing Xi Han coming, Jiang Tian leaned over and sat down with him, muttering, "Brother is in a bad mood."

Xi Han glanced in Jiang Boran's direction. He was drinking with his eyes closed, and he didn't know if something sad had been aroused.

Well, the man who was abandoned by his lover.

There was a subtle sympathy in Xi Han's heart at first, and then he remembered something, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Jiang Yu took a bottle of wine and handed it over, and Xi Han took a sip.

Jiang Tian stroked his chin and said, "Brother looks very uncomfortable now, do all of you married people look like this?"

The clothes are messy, if the lady of the Jiang family hadn't said something, this man might not even be able to shave his beard.

Sloppy, decadent and out of shape.

Xi Han said: "I am not like this."

This girl has always paid attention to her image, otherwise Yin Yansheng wouldn't call her Xi Jiaojiao in her heart.

Jiang Tian glanced, the third brother was leaning on the cushion, his face under the light looked cold with a little shadow, it was a good look.

At least much better than big brother.

Feng Yiran glanced at them, and said with a smile to Jiang Tian: "Your third brother is using his face to seduce people."

He didn't know what he remembered, looked at Jiang Tian and said: "Your third brother was a social person who seduced pure male college students."

Gee tut.

Tease in different ways.

Xi Han raised his eyelids, and Feng Yiran stretched out his hand to pull the zipper.

Jiang Tian looked at his third brother in shock, and didn't recover for a long time.

This child is still in school, so he is too sensitive to this word, and all he thinks of are people who are posing.

For a moment, Xi Han's eyes were not right.

Xi Han ignored him, and went back to his room to rest after saying a word.

Jiang Tian was shocked there, and ran to talk to Jiang Yu.

Listen, listen, seduce, pure, male college students.

Putting these words together doesn't sound right.

Jiang Yu patted his younger brother's head, and said softly, "You children only pay attention to secret love when they are in love."

"What about you?"

The smile on the corners of Jiang Yu's lips was a little...ambiguous, and he said leisurely: "We adults all rely on mutual seduction."

Jiang Tian Sanguan shattered to the ground.

Xi Han went back to his room and called the once innocent male college student, and he got connected quickly.

Yin Yansheng was still asleep, and his voice sounded clear: "Xi Han."

Xi Han was in a good mood, and chatted with him in a soft voice.

His voice was a little distorted on the phone, faint, and sounded as soft as the moonlight.