After being seized by the pillow man

Xi Han raised his eyes to look, and under the bright light in the living room, the kid's face was a kind of jade-like white, and the black hair was the color of ink, scattered on his forehead, making black and white distinct, like falling on obsidian. The few drops of milk in it are too hard.

He rubbed the photo album with his fingertips a few times, and said jokingly: "Our little friend Yin is not only pure, but also pure to a kitten."

Yin Yansheng didn't understand what he meant.

Xi Han pulled him to sit down, touched his earlobe with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it pure to raise a cat for a lifetime?"

There was a bit of a smile in his tone, and he spoke like he usually coaxed people, with a hint of jokes.

Not serious at all, nor formally asked what happened, leaving a little space for Yin Yansheng, close but with a little private space that belongs to him alone.

Children will listen carefully if they want to speak, and will never force them if they don’t want to speak.

Yin Yansheng's earlobe was itchy by his touch, and he turned his head slightly to avoid it. He was about to speak when he heard the doorbell ring. No one else was in the living room, and they were the closest to the door.

Yin Yansheng got up and went to open the door. Standing outside was Yin Zicheng who came back from school.

Wearing a winter school uniform, with bangs on the forehead and eyes, looking gentle.

Yin Zicheng didn't expect that it was Yin Yansheng who opened the door for him, so he was slightly taken aback, Li Wenjuan ran out from the kitchen, still wearing an apron, saw that the door had been opened and said to Yin Zicheng: "What are you waiting for, call brother. "

Yin Zicheng called brother in a low voice.

Li Wenjuan looked at the man sitting on the sofa, and then at Yin Yansheng: "Wait a minute, the meal is ready, come over and eat something warm."

Yin Yansheng naturally said it's okay, Li Wenjuan did it quickly, and they didn't have to wait long.

There were six dishes on the rectangular dining table, all of which were home-cooked, but there were vegetables and meat, which could be seen with a lot of effort, and a pot of golden-yellow millet pumpkin porridge was boiled.

Father Yin and Grandma Yin also came out, Yin Duo sat next to Grandma Yin, Xi Han sat with Yin Yansheng, Yin Zicheng and Li Wenjuan sat on the outermost side.

The people at the table looked very lively. Li Wenjuan looked at the man in front of her, smiled and said, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made some at home."

The pumpkin and millet porridge was sprinkled with goji berries, with the fragrance of millet and the sweetness of pumpkin, warm and inviting. Xi Han said, "You're welcome, these are very good."

Yin Zicheng slightly raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him. He wore a ring on his left ring finger. His face was cold and his jaw line was clear and outstanding. Cold and not easy to approach.

After a few pleasantries, everyone moved their chopsticks, and there was only the slight sound of bowls and spoons clashing.

On Xi Han's left is Yin Yansheng, and on his right is Yin Duo. The little girl accidentally dropped a piece of lettuce into her bowl when picking up vegetables. There was porridge in her bowl, and the piece of green lettuce splashed into the porridge. Water, a tiny drop of liquid happened to splash on the outside of Xi Han's sleeve.

It's the size of a grain of rice, and I can't avoid it falling on the clothes. Today I'm wearing a black coat, which looks a little conspicuous.

Yin Duo was stunned, and hurriedly said sorry, she was so nervous that she began to wring her fingers.

Xi Han said it was okay.

When he raised his hand to check, there were two packs of tissue paper in front of him, one was Yin Yansheng and the other was Yin Zicheng.

"Quick wipe."

"Here's the paper."

The two voices sounded almost at the same time. Xi Han took the kid's tissue and wiped it away. Yin Yansheng couldn't help pulling his right arm over to check: "Is it not burned? Did it splash on the skin?"

He opened his mouth subconsciously, his brows furrowed.

Xi Han silently scratched the kid's palm with his thumb, a very subtle movement, and comforted him: "It's okay, I don't have anything in my hand."

The temperature of the porridge is not high, even if it splashes on your hands, it will be fine, but this kind of care is obviously extremely beneficial.

Yin Zicheng saw the warmth in the eyes of the man who was cold and alienated just now, as if dotted with some stars, bright and charming. It is clear that the actions of the two are not very close, but there is an atmosphere that others can't get in. .

He lowered his eyes and was about to take back the hand that was passing the tissue when he saw Yin Yansheng's eyes were dark and dark, like a wolf protecting food, with a faint warning in his eyes.

Yin Zicheng was stunned, thinking that he had misread it.

A small episode in the meal, it will be over soon.

When Li Wenjuan was about to leave, she said she wanted to give it away, but was rejected by Yin Yansheng. He held a photo album in his hand and said, "Auntie, you can go back, Xi Han and I, we don't need to give it away."

Li Wenjuan always felt impolite, and thought that the bowls and pots in the kitchen hadn't been washed, so she simply said to her son, "Zicheng, you go and send them to the gate of the yard."

As soon as Yin Zicheng took out his mobile phone, he was assigned a task by his mother. He nodded, changed his shoes and followed him out.

Footsteps were heard in the corridor, and the voice-activated lights turned on one by one. Xi Han walked in front, and Yin Yansheng deliberately lagged ten steps behind.

Yin Yansheng looked at the person behind him. He was tall and thin in school uniform, with a little student air on his body.

He raised his eyebrows and suddenly said, "How old are you this year?"

Yin Zicheng hesitated when he opened his mouth without any warning, and immediately said, "It will be eighteen in two months."

Why did you ask age all of a sudden?

Yin Yansheng looked at the railing beside him, there was some dust on it, and the next floor was down, Xi Jiaojiao was one floor ahead of them, and from this angle, he could see the moving shadow of the other party reflected on the wall , he twirled his fingers and said suddenly to Yin Zicheng, "Do you like men?"

When sexual orientation is caught off guard, it is tantamount to facing a storm.

The blood in Yin Zicheng's whole body was almost frozen. He froze in place, not knowing how to react for a while.

What is he going to do?Will you tell mom?

Countless thoughts flooded his mind in an instant, each of which made him feel cold all over, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

The person in front of him suddenly approached, and the words rang in his ears, mixed with inexplicable possessiveness, like a declaration of standing under the tower and preparing to attack the city, overbearing and arrogant, everyone should know.

He said, "Xi Han is mine!"

So others are not allowed to look at it, not to touch it, or even think about it.

That was his Xi Jiaojiao.

Yin Zicheng watched the people around him walk forward, and the sound of footsteps on the corridor gradually faded away, so he let out a soft breath.

Can't help touching his forehead, feeling almost absurd in his heart.

I didn't expect that such a mature person would do such a thing like a warning to a junior high school student.

As for?Just took a few glances.

There is absolutely no wrong idea in his heart!